Three grand-babies up in Heaven - none down here to hold.
To those around me I'm just being silly when I call myself "Oma". But very few know the reality -
I am Grandma...with no Grandchild to spoil.
To everyone's naked eye I am Mother of three - deep down in my heart I treasure being Mother of four.
Like so many of you, I've lost my Mother, my child, my grand-babies.
Some losses are big and visible to those around us. They bring encouraging words, comforting hugs, flowers, many cards written in love.
Some losses are big and hidden inside our hearts, hard to explain, hard to voice - no flowers, no cards, no memorials...
God knows all our losses, public and hidden; His words of comfort and encouragement reach deep inside our soul - deep inside where our treasures are hidden.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.
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