Letter to my son in Heaven – Jeggan Orehmi Cole

June 5, 2016
My Dear Son,

It’s already been 2 years since you went home to be with the Lord (May 19, 2014 at 3:40pm) and not a day or a moment goes by without having you in my thoughts. I am grateful to God for having had you in my life; the journeys we shared, the struggles experienced, the milestones conquered, our relished hopes and dreams and above all the love we enjoyed together. I am glad I had the privilege to be your mother; you were my most treasured possession.

How thankful I am to Almighty God who loaned me such a beautiful soul

Today all I have left to ruminate on and treasure, is precious memories of our lives together. Indeed cherished memories of you cloud my every wakening moment – some great and others understandably painful. I remember your favorite mantra growing up, “Mum, it’s all good. It will be ok just pray for me.” Well, Son with God I know that things will work out and I will be just fine. Your strong and unassuming nature always left me quietly confident and hopeful of tomorrow

I am immensely grateful to have had you in my life for 26 years. The sheer joy and light you brought into my life are beyond measure.

Undoubtedly the anguish and sheer rawness of the pain of separation lingers, two years on. This is surreal! Sometimes I try to make sense of it all but the attempts have proven to be vain and futile. However in my grief I have come to a sober realization that there are some things I will never get to understand fully while I am still here on earth but until our heavenly reunion.

I am indeed thankful to God for our resurrected hope in Christ.

Son, even as I commemorate another year of your life, I continue to experience abounding, grace, love and favor from unexpected corners. You left behind a host of people who constantly look out for me and are always present along with me in my amazing journey. I continue to be blessed from your love for God and humanity that touched and impacted many lives. Words cannot begin to express how appreciative I am of such angels who have become part of my new and growing family.

I am indeed blessed and favored.

Finally son, I am cognizant of the fact that my life has forever changed and it will never be the same. However, I believe that somehow the shattered pieces of my broken life will eventually be put back together, piece by piece because God is with me. The pieces will form a montage, radiating beauty of a different kind; the jagged edges will smoothen, cracks glued together, and the pinholes glazed over. And like a prism, there will be a recurrence of internal reflection and all of the light reflected, sending out renewed hope, peace and love – TRADING ASHES FOR BEAUTY! TO GOD BE THE GLORY

Isaiah 61:3 – and provide for those who grieve in Zion– to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor

Therefore, this is my missive to you my son on this 2nd anniversary of your going home to glory, May 19 2016. I love you and I will always honor your memory and legacy.

Sleep on Jeggan and take your rest
Sleep on at thy Savior’s behest
In His bosom where thou at best
In that glorious and heavenly nest
So Sleep on sleep on my dear son

Love you forever, my precious child

Always Jeggan’s Mum


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