Just before Christmas my family has a day of remembrance. It is an anniversary we commemorate rather than celebrate. For it is the day my husband was called home to Jesus after a four year battle with cancer.

This year, I felt the need to write, and God gave me words to express my feelings as I remembered. But I know Him. He does not do such a thing for me to write these words down and keep them to myself. He wants me to share them.

And so, with some trepidation as it was a day before Christmas, I posted them on my private Facebook page. Many of you who read this blog will have seen them. But you were not able to share them as it was a closed group. I was amazed at the response from you. So many of you go through the same anniversaries, and the few words seemed to bring comfort and hope.

But there are many who read my blog posts who are not on my private Facebook friends list and so you will not have read these words that God gave me.

I have become aware of Jesus nudging me to share the words more widely. So here they are. I pray they will be a blessing to you. Please, if you know of others they may help, feel free to share them as widely as you need..

Eight years:
Since life changed;
Since love moved to a different level;
Since doors slammed shut;
Since old dreams shattered in a thousand pieces;
Since 'we' became 'I';
Since goodbye.
Eight years: 
Since the dawn of a brave new world; 
Since new doors opened; 
Since new dreams, buried deep, germinated; 
Since "I will see you in the morning of my eternity". 
Since I realised love never dies but lives forever; 
Since Jesus whispered, "I am still here".
Eight years.

May you know God’s comfort and loving presence if these words speak to you today.