I received an incredibly touching comment on one of my blog pages this morning:
Dear Becky,
When I was young in the early 1970′s, my father would take me fishing and hunting with him in Wyoming. We spent lots of time around LaBarge Wyoming. On Sundays, as we drove along beautiful rivers and streams near the Salt River Range and the Wyoming Range, my dad always found ‘The Singing Knudsens’ on the radio. I believe it was KMER, the radio station out of Kemmerer. We thought you guys were great. I remember thinking how brave you must have been to sing on the radio. I think about those times a lot because I was very close to my father. Those were such incredible times. I was just thinking about LaBarge, my dad, and listening to the Singing Knudsons. I searched the internet and found you here. I have three sons of my own now. I was truly heartbroken when I read your story. I can not imagine losing one of my boys. I wonder if I could even survive it. You and your family will always be very special to me. I wish happiness and love to you and your family always. Thank you for bringing much to mine.Sincerely,
Peter
It was such an encouragement to me right now, and was something I really needed to hear. I have been struggling lately with not being stressed and discouraged with some things going on in our lives.
This was so timely and such a huge reminder that we can’t really see the big picture at any given point in our lives. Sometimes it seems as though our lives don’t make a difference no matter how hard we try. Something I was just a small part of so long ago made a difference in someone’s life. My family is a part of some wonderful memories of special times Peter spent with his dad. That’s just amazing and so very humbling to me. Thank you, Peter, for such a huge encouragement and the reminder to keep on trying when it seems like what you’re doing isn’t making any difference. You just never know when, how, or whose life you may be touching.
Becky
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Grief: One Woman's Perspective 
These are the very things God uses to keep us going. It’s these “small” moments in time that let us know God is very near to us. He knows just when we need a reminder.
Rebecca… Thanks for following my blog and leading me back to yours. Your post is beautiful and I am happy to have made this connection. You are so much further on this journey of loss than we are and I hope from your posts I am able to gain some perspective.
Your blog is a blessing and I’m so glad we’ve connected! ❤
Having lost a son of my own, your blog made a difference for me – and though you and I often del with our grief in different ways, I never feel so alone once having visited here!
Thank you
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