I have also dissected the question if she was a lunatic. She left a
bright future behind, the opportunity to marry, have a family, create a
home. She left a few close friends, teachers, and families behind who
weep for her , and of course her parents and sisters, who adored her,
and loved her beyond words.She left the beautiful creation behind, the
lakes, sun and blue skies. She left her freedom to drive a car, be
independent and strong. She left all the holidays behind, the
Thanksgiving dinners, lights and bells. One thing we noticed was that
she was not attached to things, but she was always giving things away.
Her attention to detail, to make sure her gifts were meaningful were a
sensible pursuit. I'll never forget how before Christmas she would take
me shopping , and had me choose out the wallet that I liked. With her,
there was no returns, she made sure you would love what she bought you.
She was so practical and kind.
So upon careful study,I do not see her as a fool. I know it will be hard
for me to see children
her age fulfill their dreams, but along with those dreams there are
many struggles and temptations.She will never again be rejected, or
hurt. She is free of all strife and agony, and the many setbacks and
failures life brings. She will never be used or taken advantage of. She
will never turn her heart away from God, and reject Him. She will always
and forever be in His embrace. Some moms can't say this, as they have
been praying for their children for decades, and their rebellious adult
child wants nothing to do with their Creator. I will not experience this
grief with Deborah.
We are comforted to know that in her perfectionist way, she prepared
and polished every angle of her execution of that sorrowful day. At
first she was not going to go to work, then she changed her mind; if
indeed the employer can't find anyone else, she would go, she said. That
was her character, always pleasing, always thinking of others. She had
her music in her ear, and off she took to that fateful almost two hour
walk after her work. The notes were carefully prepared earlier,and
placed in a pink box. Her blue stone, diamond ring, and phone were left
at home, for us surely to find. All her confessions of love, over flowed
notes. She simply changed her address, to a place called Heaven.
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