Time. Where is it going? It seems like yesterday I was holding Zach in my arms, a new born babe. And yet, his birth was 24 years ago. It seems like yesterday when we found Zach’s lifeless body. And yet, his death was 10.5 years ago. It seems like yesterday when I watched Zach grow from crawling, to walking, to running, to talking, to snuggling, to loving, and to hearing him say silly things like, “that’s a Zach thing.” And yet, it is the beautiful memory of Zach that lingers in my motherly heart.
Zach had dreams and aspirations. I had dreams and aspirations for him as well. And yet, those dreams were never fully realized. Or, were they?
After every YouTube video Zach made, he always made sure to say, “Thanks for watching.” And yet, do people fully understand how grateful Zach truly was? After silly videos he made and stored on his iPod, I hear his adorable laugh. When I hear or watch the drummer of a band, I hear Zach beating his own drums. And yet, those drumbeats seem to beat in rhythm with my own heartbeat.
An angel is what Zach was here on Earth. And yet, Zach is our heavenly angel now. At times, I have felt him so close I could almost feel his touch. And yet for now, we are a world apart.
God gives us love. God gave us Zach. He gave us Zach to love, nurture, and cherish. And yet, we had to give Zach back to God. For only God could heal Zach’s wounds and broken heart.
In a world where voices are loud and many want to be an expert on various topics, each of us would do well to stop…
Watch the clouds roll by
Smell the rain and fresh air
Feel the calming breeze
Listen to the chirping birds as they call to one another
Appreciating the happy wagging tail of your puppy
Discover the joy in grandchildren, their voices, their little hands that hold yours, and sweet little snuggles
And, find peace in the sunset while finding hope in the sunrise
To understand loss, one must first appreciate and be grateful for the gift that was entrusted to you. And yet, we can allow ourselves to feel pain while knowing that our Savior is there to succor us and guide us through those storms. Remember the most important things in life are not things, they are family. Our hearts and eyes must keep the focus on what matters most.
In my dreams, I see Zach. In my dreams, I make him a birthday cake. In my dreams, we eat at his favorite restaurant. In my dreams, I sing Happy Birthday to him. In my dreams, I give him a big motherly hug. And yet, I know I will see Zach again. Because, I believe families are forever.
Happy Birthday Zachy boy!
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