Dearest Mom,
It is in these moments the finality of your physical absence punches me, leaving me short of breath. The duel between my soul and flesh heightens as I try to grasp the reality of your death. My soul shouts “REJOICE!” in the reality that your suffering is over and that you are finally in the presence of your Savior. My flesh screams “IT’S NOT FAIR!” that the world carries on not even noticing you are no longer here, not appreciating who you truly were, nor recognizing the love and change your life brought to so many.
The sun still rises and sets. The flowers and trees in your yard still grow. Your children even laugh occasionally and temporarily forget the pain that shrouds us each day. I miss your laugh and your smile, the way you always kept “us” together. Your warm meals and hugs are no longer tangible, but their value is priceless. I smile thinking about the funny way you said “OPtober” and the way you made us laugh by doing your infamous “camel walk”.
It isn’t fair, nor is it easy, but it IS. The vaporous life you lived for 72 years has transitioned into eternity. You were and are my best friend, something I never fully appreciated nor verbalized, yet it is true. I want the world to know that you, Alma Ruth Luke, wife of 56 years, mother of eight and child of God that your presence on earth meant something. You changed lives. You loved, served, lived, and laughed. Your investments were and are eternal.
Mom, I miss you so much. The pain of you not being here doesn’t subside. I don’t want it to. I don’t want to forget. I want to forever remember you even though my children may not ever know you in this life. You mean something to the world mom; to your husband, children, grand children and great grand children. You will always mean something. I long for the day of our reunion. Until then, goodbye!
Your beloved son
In memory of Alma Ruth Luke “Mom”
1935-2008
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