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Weeks 11 & 12 – December 11 & 12

Our 7 children, Fri. Dec. 11, 2009, minus our eldest daughter, who took the picture

I wasn’t going to combine these two weeks. But an amazing coincidence struck me with force today. I hope you won’t mind my sharing something that’s very much on my heart today, and will be tomorrow as well.

Friday, December 11, 2009.

It was a date that will remain indelibly stamped on my mind for the rest of my life, as it will in the minds of everyone else in my family. Not so much for the evening itself, although it was a memorable time in its own right. It was more what came afterward.

It was a bright winter day, and I was not looking forward to all the work ahead of me. Things were much easier when our three daughters were still living at home. Now it was up to me to do all the cleaning and cooking for our whole family of nine.

Our oldest daughter had gotten married a few weeks earlier, while she was in Southern California visiting Sean and his family. Because of the red tape surrounding an international marriage, he had stayed behind, while our daughter returned home to Alberta, as originally planned, at the beginning of December.

This memorable night, we were gathering together to celebrate their marriage. Celebrating without the groom was just one of those oddities forced upon us by the red tape. When the plans were made, no one knew when he would be able to make the trip north to spend time with his bride. As it turned out, he had surprised her the day before, informing her that he would be coming in the wee hours on Saturday. When we asked our daughter about postponing the celebration so that he could be with us, she decided against changing the plans.

“It’s too hard to get everyone together, because of our various work schedules. Sean doesn’t like being in the spotlight anyway, so he honestly won’t mind if he isn’t here.”

We had a full turkey dinner, with all the fixings. We even had home baked apple pies and mincemeat tarts for dessert. I don’t like baking pies, because I think I’m bad at it. All of our kids disagree with my assessment of my baking abilities. The boys had been begging me for years to bake an apple pie… especially our oldest son, James. I was well rewarded by his gratitude!

“It’s too bad Sean couldn’t be here with us,” I said as we sat around the dinner table. “But on the other hand, it’s kind of nice that it’s just our family… mom, dad, and all seven children… for the first time a quite a while.”

“Yeah, I almost couldn’t get the time off work!” said James. He was wearing his favourite black shirt with the word “Geek” embroidered in green on the pocket.

It was like a hundred other family get-togethers, even though we all knew things would never be the same again, because our daughter was now Mrs. Sean G. We knew it would likely be the last time we would ever be together in this same group. But no one was prepared for just how big a change was in store for us in just a little over 24 hours.

James tossed his truck keys to our daughter, so that she could drive it to the airport later, to meet Sean. He handed her his cell phone in case she met with any trouble on the highway. Then he and the three girls left for their home in town, half an hour away.

Saturday December 12, 2009.

The next day was a Saturday just like any other. And like no other.

I spent the day cleaning up after our celebration the night before, and doing normal everyday things.

Late that night, my daughter messaged me on Yahoo chat.

“Mom, is James at your place?”

What a strange question, I thought. Why would he come here?

“He worked the evening, and got off at 11:30… and he’s not home yet. I’m sure it’s nothing. He often goes for a drive after he gets off work. But he’s usually home before now, so I thought I’d ask.”

Not really thinking anything of it, I went to bed a short time later.

“Willena… Willena, wake up.” It was my husband, Ian. “The police are out in the yard, about to come in. They want to talk to both of us.”

And somehow… somehow… I knew.

In the dimly lit living room, it seemed to me that the house was full of tall, shadowy figures in dark uniforms. In reality, it was one tall policeman and two women who work with people in crisis.

As I crossed the living room, and before I sat down, the policeman’s voice was saying, “There has been an accident, and I’m sorry to have to tell you, your son James was killed instantly.”

That was the strangest night of my life. Our kids came from town to be with us, and we all sat around in the living room all night. Mom, dad, and 7 kids… only this time, minus James, and including our daughter’s new husband, Sean. Barely a word was spoken all through that night, as we all sat in silent grief… silently supporting one another.

The Law of Giving and Receiving

Remember this?

“Wherever I go I bring a gift. I may bring a compliment, prayer, trinket, flower… but I promise I will give something to every person I encounter.”

Why did I decide to bake apple pies the day before, when I had refused to do so for such a long time? I don’t know. But I do know this… I am so glad I did it, for James that day… the son whom I will never again see in this life. When you lose a loved one, there are often regrets and “If only”s. In our case, we have none, even down to the smallest detail of my baking him an apple pie.

The Law of Dual Thought

“Thought is a combination of ideation and feeling.”

I didn’t even know there was such a “law” in December 2009. But the weeks following our son’s death gave me ample opportunities to choose to attach a good feeling to the thoughts that threatened to derail me.

Especially since we had to go past the scene of the accident every time we drove to or from town. My imagination played havoc with me every time we passed it, and I knew I had to do something to save my sanity.

So, instead of thinking of it as the scene of our son’s death, I chose to think of it as his portal to heaven… the place where he met the Lord he loved.

Even now, seven years later, I have to make a conscious decision each time we pass that spot. And you know what? It helps. Every time. Because I can’t hold two thoughts in my mind at the same time.


If you’re interested, you can read more about our son James, if you scroll down a little way on my About Me page.


30 thoughts on “Weeks 11 & 12 – December 11 & 12

  1. Your blog post has provided a very meaningful experience for me here. At first I found myself skimming almost as though my subby didn’t want to connect with the words you were sharing… but as soon as I focused on what you were saying it struck a huge chord in me… I have tears in my eyes reading the story about your son. It does really make you realize…. you really never know what is around the corner.. How important it is to value those around us… To live your life as if today is the last day… or maybe the only day! Living in the now.. with Love and Joy and respect of how vast and immense and complicated we are connected and interconnected with everything in our lives.. I’m really left thinking about where I am and where I need to go… Am I putting all the goodness and all the highest quality broad cloth into my life.. Thank you for sharing It has had a profound effect.

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  2. I’m so happy for you to have the MKMMA in your life and thank you for that beautiful photo of your family. The world is a better place iwth you in it. Thank you for sharing your touching story and your experience of the master keys in your life. Much love

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  3. You are NOT alone. Thank you for writing your blog and truly sharing it with us. Because you “gave”… those who read your story will have a gift given to them from you. I just read your post today Dec 27… yet on Dec 23/24 I lost a dear lady in my life. Your post helped me to ALOT…. you have know idea. Thank you again. My prayer intentions and intervention requests will be for the repose of your son’s soul.

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  4. Thank you for sharing your post with us. It is amazing how you have found the blessing in a tragedy. Your experience can light the way for others who may find themselves in similar situations. My heart goes out to you and your family. May your memories bring you comfort

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    • Thanks, Leanne. I believe everything happens for a purpose, and if my experience can help others, then my sorrow and pain are not wasted. And I am so thankful for memories!


    • Thank you. 🙂 I’m not even sure there is a middle ground… we have to move forward, or (I don’t want to think of the alternative).


  5. Wow. Seven years ago you didn’t know the laws of the mind like you do now, but you applied them anyway. Thank you for being so open and vulnerable. Since you now know we are all connected, you know you will be reunited with James. Still, it’s a terrible ache when a child goes before we go. I am in awe of you. Prayers for healing of memories seem to have already been answered.

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    • Thank you, Rick. I didn’t know the laws of the mind as we know them, back then, but I did know the Author of those laws, whom I’ve come to know as the God of All Comfort. That ache never really goes away, but I’m so grateful for the strength and comfort He gives.


  6. God Bless YOU for being so open to share your vulnerable story of your beautiful son James. The depth of spirituality I feel in you at that time and 7 years later you have Master Key! May James be your ANGEL! Much love, prayers, and blessings for you in 2017.

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  7. While the mortality upon which our consciousness sits is in many ways a curse, it is mental laws, such as THE LAW OF SUBSTITUTION, and THE LAW OF DUAL THOUGHT, that are our Savior’s.

    Life is filled with tragedies. We all know that. However, not being prepared as well as one can be, makes these unfortunate events more so… And that might be the biggest tragedy of all!

    My love goes out to you, Willena, and my gratitude for sharing your story!

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  8. Thank you for your beautiful post… sharing such a personal and painful experience. It reminds me how precious life is and not to take anyone or anything for granted. Wishing you peace and healing for 2017.

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  9. What strength and wisdom you demonstrate in this story. It touched me deeply. I too marveled at your intuitive application of the laws of the mind. Thanks for sharing this. Anyone reading it will undoubtedly become more aware of the importance of living every moment to the fullest and always be giving.

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