Dear sister, I wish I had known what a short time we had together.
I wish I could have just relaxed and enjoyed having a friend by my side wherever I went.
If I had known maybe we wouldn’t have gotten so caught up in the trivial struggles of living together.
Dear sister, I wish I could take away all the conflict and just leave the good stuff, like late nights talking and silly times laughing and sharing clothes, secrets and life.
I wish you were next door now to run to the store together, to share stories or frustrations or just to borrow a pair of shoes.
Dear sister, thank you for being the person who taught me to be a lifelong friend, the person who helped me learn how to fight and make up and to always love each other no matter the internal or external obstacles.
Thank you for being the person who showed we didn’t have to be perfect sisters to be great friends.
Dear sister, I wish I had known we would spend most of our lives thousands of miles apart so that I wouldn’t have taken those moments for granted.
Dear sister, everywhere I go I hear a similar sentiment from parents looking nostalgically at my children. They can’t seem to keep themselves from saying, “It goes so fast!”
Because of you, I think I have a glimpse of what they are trying to say:
Dear young mom, I wish you could know what a short time you have with your children. I wish you could relax and enjoy having your children by your side wherever you go.
If you only knew maybe you wouldn’t get so caught up in the trivial struggles of living together.
You will wish you could take away all of your frustrations and moments of weakness and just leave the good stuff, like bedtime stories and chubby, kissable cheeks and being the center of your child’s world.
Dear young mom, you will wish your children still lived close enough to hug, to share a meal or to go to a ball game.
Dear young mom, you will wish you had known where your children’s lives would take them so that you wouldn’t have taken those moments under your roof for granted.
Dear young mom, your children will teach you to lay down your life and love for a lifetime.
They will make you learn to navigate conflict with love and grace and you will always love them, no matter the circumstances.
You will not be perfect and neither will your children, but with grace, love and forgiveness you can be a great mom.
Dear sister, I hear another warning, words of God whispered from eternity across ancient pages, “Life is but a breath.”
Perhaps He is trying to say something like this:
Dear child, I wish you could see how short your life really is. I hope you will open your eyes and see that I am beside you wherever you go.
If you do, maybe you won’t get so caught up in the trivial struggles of your daily life.
Dear child, if you knew how your life story would end, perhaps you would spend your time on earth living for things that last.
Dear child, you will wish you could take away all of your mistakes and just leave the good stuff, like the moments you behaved honorably, loved well and worked hard.
Dear child, I hope when you fall short, you will see your need for me. Then you will find perfect love and complete forgiveness. Because of my Son’s sacrifice, you do not have to be perfect to be my child.
Dear child, though you may feel like I am thousands of miles away, I am here if you call. If you believe in me, you will spend most of your life (all of eternity) with me in my home.
Dear children, I hope you all come to know me that you may share a home together with me in a place where all your struggles are washed away and only good things remain.
“Life is but a breath.”