We called each other Missy. That in itself is weird because I don’t even like the name Missy! But that’s what we called each other! My dear friend’s real name is Cherilyn, and she was a sister I never had. We met at church about 25 years ago after I moved to Houston from Kansas.
We became instant friends and enjoyed the fact that everyone who met us thought we were sisters. The old saying, “friends are the family we get to choose” is so true! We really did think of ourselves as sisters and loved every minute of it!
We both love to laugh, cut up and have fun at whatever we’re doing, not taking life too seriously….at least about most things. We’d spend endless hours on the phone talking about anything and everything, sharing our fears, concerns, frustrations with life and of course everything we had to be thankful for and joyful about. She felt deeply about friends and family just like I do. She was a faithful servant and STRONG BELIEVER always trusting in God and knowing that He was with her in all things. Actually, I believe she was one of God’s chosen angels…..always on board to help anyone and everyone who needed anything.
The last few years, Cherilyn and her husband Tom lived in Puerto Morales, Mexico located between Cancun and Playa del Carmen.They both became very involved in Mission work with the orphanage there and most recently headed up a small non denominational church which ministered to other Americans in the area. They used their own money to do this and never batted an eye when the monies collected didn’t break even with the expenses.
A couple of years ago my friend became really sick, unable to eat without having horrific stomach pains. She became anemic and weak from not eating and unfortunately slowly started loosing her health. Two months ago she returned to Houston to be close to her family, friends and to hopefully get good medical care and return to good health.
God had other plans for my Missy. He took her to heaven last Friday night. I’m in shock and can’t even fathom the idea that I can’t pick up the phone and talk with my sister! There is a hole in my soul that I know God will fill over time, but I must say, the loss of my dear sister friend has taken my breath away. I’ll look forward to seeing her when God decides to take me home. I’m sure she’ll be right there to greet me after I look into the eyes of Jesus.
We became instant friends and enjoyed the fact that everyone who met us thought we were sisters. The old saying, “friends are the family we get to choose” is so true! We really did think of ourselves as sisters and loved every minute of it!
We both love to laugh, cut up and have fun at whatever we’re doing, not taking life too seriously….at least about most things. We’d spend endless hours on the phone talking about anything and everything, sharing our fears, concerns, frustrations with life and of course everything we had to be thankful for and joyful about. She felt deeply about friends and family just like I do. She was a faithful servant and STRONG BELIEVER always trusting in God and knowing that He was with her in all things. Actually, I believe she was one of God’s chosen angels…..always on board to help anyone and everyone who needed anything.
The last few years, Cherilyn and her husband Tom lived in Puerto Morales, Mexico located between Cancun and Playa del Carmen.They both became very involved in Mission work with the orphanage there and most recently headed up a small non denominational church which ministered to other Americans in the area. They used their own money to do this and never batted an eye when the monies collected didn’t break even with the expenses.
A couple of years ago my friend became really sick, unable to eat without having horrific stomach pains. She became anemic and weak from not eating and unfortunately slowly started loosing her health. Two months ago she returned to Houston to be close to her family, friends and to hopefully get good medical care and return to good health.
God had other plans for my Missy. He took her to heaven last Friday night. I’m in shock and can’t even fathom the idea that I can’t pick up the phone and talk with my sister! There is a hole in my soul that I know God will fill over time, but I must say, the loss of my dear sister friend has taken my breath away. I’ll look forward to seeing her when God decides to take me home. I’m sure she’ll be right there to greet me after I look into the eyes of Jesus.
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