December 23, 2018
December 23, 2018
It is 3:04 a.m. Sunday morning December 23rd 2018, two days before Christmas that I'm writing this. It has nearly been a year ago that you graduated to your glory. This earth was not your final resting place. Because your final destination was never this earth but just merely a short visit. And how short it was. Truly but a mere vapor in time.
But what a beautiful person/wife/daughter/sister/aunt/.. grandmother/friend/cat lover/lover of silly nicknames/foolishness and most of all to me the best mother a son could of have. And to think that I almost didn't come to be. But for your final decision to try for another son. And I am eternally grateful. For it was around 33 years ago that I prayed with you to accept Jesus into my heart.
Jesus the true meaning we celebrate this Christmas season. I love you and will see you some day soon. Because his return is just around the corner. Love you mom. Can't wait to see your great big house, with lots of rooms.
P.S. one of the reasons I waited so long to write. Is because at first I thought how can words express how much I love you and miss you. The other is my spelling is terrible and I tend to have a lot of run on sentences. So sorry everyone if this was hard to follow but I love my mom to much to not have written something. And if you have any questions about my faith, I'll be glad to tell you all about it. And until that day. Look up and also to your fellow believer to show you the way to Jesus for your strength. There signs are all around us of his glory and of that the fact that his return is near and eminent!
Merry Christmas
Nathan Richard Miakisz
Your one and only "sons". as you would say. Not sure why plural, but that's what you would do. Come up with special names for everyone and everything.
Plus just a side note the song I played for my mother on her final last hours/minutes of life here on earth was "Perfect" by Ed Sharon. And I just found out that it is the second most downloaded song of 2018
But what a beautiful person/wife/daughter/sister/aunt/.. grandmother/friend/cat lover/lover of silly nicknames/foolishness and most of all to me the best mother a son could of have. And to think that I almost didn't come to be. But for your final decision to try for another son. And I am eternally grateful. For it was around 33 years ago that I prayed with you to accept Jesus into my heart.
Jesus the true meaning we celebrate this Christmas season. I love you and will see you some day soon. Because his return is just around the corner. Love you mom. Can't wait to see your great big house, with lots of rooms.
P.S. one of the reasons I waited so long to write. Is because at first I thought how can words express how much I love you and miss you. The other is my spelling is terrible and I tend to have a lot of run on sentences. So sorry everyone if this was hard to follow but I love my mom to much to not have written something. And if you have any questions about my faith, I'll be glad to tell you all about it. And until that day. Look up and also to your fellow believer to show you the way to Jesus for your strength. There signs are all around us of his glory and of that the fact that his return is near and eminent!
Merry Christmas
Nathan Richard Miakisz
Your one and only "sons". as you would say. Not sure why plural, but that's what you would do. Come up with special names for everyone and everything.
Plus just a side note the song I played for my mother on her final last hours/minutes of life here on earth was "Perfect" by Ed Sharon. And I just found out that it is the second most downloaded song of 2018