Amy is in a better place.
Every life is predetermined; Amy and God had an agreement that she would go back home on my Devastation Day.
Amy learned all of her life lessons quickly so her time here was over.
You have your memories.
She is still with you.
Amy would not want you to be so sad.
You still have two other children, as if I didn’t notice. But someone is missing. Just ask my heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Confession: I said this all of the time before Devastation Day. I promise I will never ever utter these 5 words again.
Amy’s death was part of your life lessons. (Please note I am still choking on this theory!) I am just not that egotistical. This was not about me.
Another perspective on those who have hurt us: People all come into your life for a reason or season. Maybe it’s true. Could it be I was in their life to serve a purpose for them and the new, not so improved version of me, is not cutting the mustard. Bingo! As I do believe now, their inability to support us is not about validating the significance of Amy’s life or even our sorrow. It’s all about them.
It’s about time I gain a new perspective on one aspect of my new, not so improved, life.
I am always remembering Amy.