Wednesday, September 22, 2021
Dearest Beate,
it is very painful to accept the passing of Jim. I knew he was very ill, but I had hope, just like you, that a treatment would be available for him. But there was not, and within a few short weeks he had lost hope and his life.
My heart is broken, and I know the pain and sadness you are going through feels unbearable. You are a strong woman, and I believe with time and prayers you will be able to go forward, and that's what Jim would want for you.
But amongst all the pain and sadness, let's try to remember the good times you had with Jim. I was thinking about many of them.
I remember when your dad and I came to Nova Scotia for the first time, at your wedding. And many more visits followed. Jim and you would take us all across the province. Jim showed us his home town, he took us to Lunenburg, the Annapolis Valley, the Cabot Trail. We got to experience the highest tides in the world at the Bay of Fundy. He took us to Halifax to see the Citadel, the beautiful Public Gardens, the impressive harbor. We had the best of times with Jim when he took us clam digging. He did most of the digging. We had clams by the bucket, you would cook them, and we all had a feast, with much fun and laughter.
And Jim never was bothered by all this, he seemed to enjoy it when we had a grand time. I will never forget these times.
Beate, I am thinking of you, am praying for and with you. I wish you peace, and strength to go through this time.
And remember, we may all be together again, some time, some place.
I love you very much,
Mom
