Top Photo, Lee and his fiancé, Cathy.
My Darling Lee,
I have chosen you because you were one of the middle children of four. You arrived early, weighing only 4 ½ pounds so you were rushed to Chattanooga Children’s Hospital to stay until you weighed 5 pounds.
I remember the dear Swedish nurse who taught me how to care for you before bringing you home. You were the only child who looked like my side of the family.
Thank you dear Lee for having such a sweet spirit and caring heart. You rescued so many hurt critters and brought them home to nurse them back to health. The one I remember most vividly was the darling little raccoon that you named Bandit. You were the only one who could touch him.
The last Christmas that you were home, you helped me take down the Christmas tree and store the ornaments. Then we chatted in the garage as you were getting ready to return to the University of South Carolina for your junior year in college. I cherish those last moments and big hug before you drove away.
I could see you on the screen of my imagination returning to the little rented cottage on Lake Murray. You were able to keep your little boat and trailer as well as your beloved dog, Buckshot. Your love of nature was evident in the choices that you made. That has made me appreciate our beautiful rivers, mountains, sunsets and all the wonders of our world even more.
I often see a little green car, a guitar, or a young man with curly light brown hair and think of you. We found your camera filled with gorgeous snapshots of the rising and setting of the sun over Lake Murray.
You and Cathy were making wedding plans even though you were not quite 20 years old. It was exciting to hear the two of you making plans for your future.
That same weekend, the Lord called you and sweet Glenn Home in a terrible boating accident. Our world fell apart and my heart melted within me.
I would not have survived if God had not comforted me with His precious promises. I remember the Apostle Paul writing, “ …absent from the body and present with the Lord”.
I believe that you and Glenn were escorted into the presence of the Lord by angels.
I can’t wait to see you again, as well as your Dad and brothers! And there are so many others!
I understand more clearly now that children are a gift from the Lord. You were such a special gift.
We were so blessed to have you almost 20 years. I shall love you forever.
Editor’s Note: This story has particular importance and meaning to me. Lee Looper was my cousin. Gone too soon.
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