I was drawn recently to the quote from Quentin L. Cook, “Hope Ya Know, We Had a Hard Time,” from his Conference talk and just wanted to send/share this with you all today as we all share in the same family spirit of unity in love and loss. It’s been a great comfort to visit with you each individually & discuss with you how your lives have been impacted by the immeasurable loss of our Rob & the affect it has had in our day to day lives.
Patti’s house was so beautifully decorated for Christmas, that I didn’t even notice until she pointed it out to me, that she had not decorated her Christmas tree. The children had each put up of their own ornaments & it was lovely, yet Patti’s heart just wasn’t capable of ‘decking the halls’ as far as the tree went. I, too, had only managed to add ten mementos to our artificial pre-lite tree. I just couldn’t find joy/energy to ‘deck’ my halls beyond that. Maybe next year……
John David & I had a few moments to visit while he was here in Mesa work assignment. We shared some thoughts & experiences of the time we spent together at the Epperson home in Rob’s final days. Even living in the same house at the same time, we each had additional experiences that we had not had the opportunity to share with each other.
The grieving process is on-going & seems to have a life of it’s own I recognize & respect that. I’m grateful that, for me, it’s moved from having to cry at least once each day to a sort of emotional dull ache. How else would I be able to go to work every day?
There are times of sweet remembrance, also. Times I can absolutely fill my head with Rob’s voice & enthusiasm! Times I can be very thankful that my life was once blessed by his presence so that my tomorrows can be graced by his remembered essence. I know & love Rob Epperson. And when I see him again, I will know & love him still. Though he was all too mortal, his godliness well covered any failings he might have had. He is one of the most unselfish people I have ever met. That is a Christian characteristic. That is being like Christ. In that, Rob excelled.
Patti’s house was so beautifully decorated for Christmas, that I didn’t even notice until she pointed it out to me, that she had not decorated her Christmas tree. The children had each put up of their own ornaments & it was lovely, yet Patti’s heart just wasn’t capable of ‘decking the halls’ as far as the tree went. I, too, had only managed to add ten mementos to our artificial pre-lite tree. I just couldn’t find joy/energy to ‘deck’ my halls beyond that. Maybe next year……
John David & I had a few moments to visit while he was here in Mesa work assignment. We shared some thoughts & experiences of the time we spent together at the Epperson home in Rob’s final days. Even living in the same house at the same time, we each had additional experiences that we had not had the opportunity to share with each other.
The grieving process is on-going & seems to have a life of it’s own I recognize & respect that. I’m grateful that, for me, it’s moved from having to cry at least once each day to a sort of emotional dull ache. How else would I be able to go to work every day?
There are times of sweet remembrance, also. Times I can absolutely fill my head with Rob’s voice & enthusiasm! Times I can be very thankful that my life was once blessed by his presence so that my tomorrows can be graced by his remembered essence. I know & love Rob Epperson. And when I see him again, I will know & love him still. Though he was all too mortal, his godliness well covered any failings he might have had. He is one of the most unselfish people I have ever met. That is a Christian characteristic. That is being like Christ. In that, Rob excelled.
