Your Family Stories

No Regrets

As a little girl, it was my mom who gave me Jell-O and juice and put mentholated cream under my nose when I was not feeling well. She was my safe place of healing until she died of cancer when I was 17.

Now, it has been 25 years since I have heard her voice and I still miss her sound, her smell and warm embrace. Though I cannot feel or touch her, I do have a cassette tape that has her voice speaking in the background - and this a priceless treasure.

How I desire for you to have no regrets. How I desire for you to tie up any and all loose ends you have with your family.

Decide now that you will have no reason for sadness later when it is time for you to move to your heavenly home. Make peace and share who you are while you can with those you love and with those who love you.