ONE YEAR / Jim Pfeifer (Son)
Dear Mother,
It's been one year since the Lord took you, now I'm not sure where He took you. I've read in my Bible that He prepared a place for you. I'm just not clear when you go there and everyone has an opinion.
When Barbara and I left the Rose Bowl it seems to me we had to stop for her for a few minutes at Kaiser and then on to Palm Desert. I remember that you recognized us both and were happy to see us. I believe we spent the night and I came back and visited you the following day, spent a few hours with you and then had to come home. It was Barbara's premonition that early Friday morning on the 4th that urged her to tell me to get back over there right away with you, so I did. I arranged for the Pastor to come and see you, read to you out of the Bible from Ecclesiastes. Stayed with you until about 11 o'clock, and the nurse called me at 2 a.m. on the 5th and said that you went peacefully.
You were a kind, warm, and loving mother that had a hard life. You always seemed to be there for me and you discouraged anyone saying anything negative about me. I realize we all have our faults and I have many. I'm so appreciative that you were able to overlook those. Depending where you are, you should probably know that Barbara passed away on July 27th, 2008 and since you were really on top of things you probably realize how hard this last holiday has been. There's just me, baby kitty and Ginger now. I went through the whole football season but I just couldn’t put myself through the Rose Bowl thing again. I'm writing this in the first person as though you are reading it...
I say my prayers every night and ask God's forgiveness, I've completely changed my attitude and outlook on life as I hope the good Lord has a place for me as he did you and Barbara and Dad.
I got a card and a letter from two great friends, that’s called Merry Christmas from Heaven. The last verse says I love you all dearly now don’t shed a tear cause I'm spending my Christmas with Jesus this year. So when my time comes, I hope to see you all again.
Your loving Son,
Jim
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