I mostly lurk here and don't post, but I know a lot of you are believers.
My niece just died. She would have been 13 in January. I can't type this all out again. Just see my other posts on patriots and c/Christianity.
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I know. That's what I'm trying to console myself with. She's safe now. Free from pain and fear. Home with the Father forever. And no matter what, she has brought more joy and light into this world in 12 short years than most people do in a lifetime. I owe her so much that I'll never be able to repay
You misunderstand. I mean I'll never be able to repay her personally for what she did in my life.
She's my wife's niece. She was just a toddler when we met. She latched onto me instantly. She was calling me "Uncle Luke" before she could even say my name right. It was "Uncle Woot" for a long time.
Before we were married, my wife and I had one huge fight. She tried to break up with me, and I almost said good riddance. What stopped me was the thought of those big brown eyes, crying because she didn't understand why I was gone. Funny how the shoe's on the other foot now. For her sake, I swallowed my pride and worked through things. If not for her, my wife and I might never have gotten married. My sons might never have been born. I could have missed out on the best things in my life.
I love that girl. Even if she's only my niece, and even if we don't share any blood, I will forever love her as though she were my own daughter.
Brother ~ This "I will forever love her as though she were my own daughter." was What my Gentle+Loving Grandpa told... my Grandma whenever they Fought... about ((taking me in as a Newborn after my bio-parents abandoned me in a Shoe-box)), & so I was sent to live with them in a communist country.