Disclaimer: I don't own God's Not Dead.
Dear Creda. It's still hard to imagine you have been gone three years. I know you are in heaven so I feel like I shouldn't still be mourning like I am but I miss you so much. I see thirteen year old girls at church and wish you were there. I long for the day when I can look at pictures of you and only smile instead of smiling for a second and then feeling sad. The saying "time heals all wounds" keeps coming to my mind and I guess I just need more time to happen. My grief counselor, pastor Adamson and the leader of my youth group have been helpful and supportive. Kara has also still been a great help to me and has visited your grave with me many times (including today). When I really miss you I imagine you up in heaven smiling and running around playing. I guess that will have to do until the day I join you there. Until then, your brother Josh.