Over the past few years since my dad and brother died I have things I have held onto. I have memories I don't want to lose and certain things that I don't want to get rid of because it still makes me feel close to them. Some of these things are pictures, their own personal items, clothing, letters or things they made.
It will be eight years since their accident come September 20th. There are some memories in life that fade, and moments in time that you think you will remember forever; eventually those memories go away. But, the details of September 20th, and the few days that followed, seem to never fade. I have carried those moments with me and I will continue to as the days pass and years go on.
I've learned that their death is no longer something to be sad about, and I don't want to be sad about it. I've come to and understanding about God that no matter what happens in my life, He has it under control and there is no circumstance that is going to do more harm than good if it is what God intends for me. Yes, I miss them sometimes, and yes I see their pictures everyday. But it's only a moment of wondering. It's just a "hmmm...". Because I've accepted the life that God has given me. I can't even begin to imagine what it would be like if God let them live. Because then I have to wonder what other circumstances in my life have also made a huge impact and changed my life. Their accident is just one of many many things that have happened in my life that made an impact. It just happens to be one that stands out more than others.
But back to these things I have that I don't want to let go. Our camper. We didn't take big trips around the world, stay in fancy hotels, or even go much farther than the surrounding states. We would go camping. Those are some very happy memories I have with my family: hiking on trails, bike riding, making all our meals over an open fire, playing in water falls, and then there's all the caves that my dad would take us to. At one point I felt like we had been dragged to all the caves in Indiana. I even vowed I'd never go into a cave again, however, now it's almost comforting and makes me happy to be in a place that my dad had so much curiosity and excitement for.


I would never trade any of my camping memories for anything else. I hope to someday make those same kinds of memories with my family. I was hoping I would be able to in the same camper that we had. But over the past few months we've been talking about selling our camper. It has made me sad to have to let go of something so important filled with so many happy times together. But I know that I will have my opportunity. I just have to let go of this so that I can make room for new things in my life.
It's sad to let go but I know that God has awesome plans. And I can't stop God from letting great things happen to me just because I want to hold onto something from the past. You may think it's only a camper, you're right. I can always get a new camper, but the memories I hold with the camper are what I'll be keeping.