The following is a letter I wrote for my mom and read at her funeral service. I started the letter the night before and finished it before leaving for the funeral. It was so hard for me to write it. I was grieving, I was emotionally drained, and exhausted, but I wanted to do this for my mom. It was my last gift to her.
When the song Amazing Grace was finished playing, it was my cue to go to the front. I walked up to Mom's casket and I told her I love her and that I wrote her a letter. Looking at her, I just couldn't believe this was happening. Just one week ago we were together, laughing and talking about her finally getting to go home. She was showing me how to whistle and we ate chocolate and loved on each other like we always did. I painted her nails and she was still wearing that polish while laying in her casket. I didn't know she'd be buried in a week. I swear, I thought I was going to just break down and cry my eyes out. I asked God to please give me the strength to be able to read my letter. The chaplain had told me previously that if I can't get through it he will read it for me. I wanted to read it all.
I walked up to the podium and told everyone that this was so hard for me to do but I was going to do my best, and I started reading. I cried throughout, but God gave me the strength to continue. I felt His hand on me and I felt my mom's love, and I was able to read my letter.