I, too, have been circling in that same spiral that Anna mentioned. What I always come back to is, simply...
Jay, I wish you were still here. I hope you know how much you are loved and what a hole you have left behind. I am grateful for every moment you spent with my kids and all the things that you taught them. I will treasure the endearing memories that I have of you with all of the kids.
I am so grateful that Robert saw the good in you and provided us here in Palmer, Alaska such a rare opportunity to learn from a talented coach, gymnast, and athlete. Despite all the pain and confusion your death has caused, the times that our lives intertwined made it worthwhile.
You were ripped from our lives so suddenly causing me to see that the man who I thought was merely my children's gymnastics coach had become a dear friend with a permanent place in our hearts.
God is merciful and compassionate and I pray that He rewards your every good and forgives your every wrong. I hope that you have found the sweetest peace that you so desperately wanted. May your memory be eternal.
With love,
Lisa Catlett
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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