My Journey Home

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By angela kay zea

As I lay awake awaiting my final journey home I think of my legacies that will live on; my beautiful children, my amazing grandchildren and my incredible husband. Though your heart is aching now, you will be okay. You have each other. Lean on each other. You will always have me. Just look up high past the trees. Never look down, but persevere and look only ahead. I left you in the fall, but you will feel my presence always. When the bitter winter winds blow I will be kissing you hello. As spring begins so you will begin to heal and grow stronger together, just as the rose blooms in spring after a long winters sleep. Think of me, but do not weep, for it is my spirit and my memories that you will forever keep. You will hear from me here and there. Glimpses of my smile in your thoughts, the sound of my laughter through your children, a tap on the shoulder or a tug in your heart just to let you know we will never be apart. Dry your tears, calm your fears, pick yourselves up and move only forward. Do not look back at yesterday, but focus your vision on today and your future goals. I will watch over you, hold you close with my spirit, and give you strength when you are weak. Though my journey home has ended, I am now enjoying eternal sleep, renewed peace, freedom from pain and eternal light to guide me to my new home that has been prepared for me. I love you all, and I ask that you be strong and stand tall. Until we meet again, I will be with you until your end. Especially written for an extremely special friend. Written By: Angela Zea

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