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Dear family,
Life has a way of weaving sorrow and joy together, creating moments that challenge us yet remind us of God’s infinite mercy and love. Today, I want to share a deeply personal story, from a year when I experienced the profound closeness of heaven in the midst of heartache.
My mom, Chris, had passed away. She was the kind of mother who showed up with a Happy Meal or pizza when life got overwhelming. Her loss left a void in my life and in the lives of my 12 children. To make the pain more poignant, I was four months pregnant with our 13th child...a gift I hadn’t shared with her yet because I didn’t want to burden her with worry, as I had a NDE after my 12th.
After she passed, as I sat alone in that hospital room, I leaned close to her and whispered my secret. I told her about her newest grandchild, asked her to pray for us, and promised I’d be praying for her, too. It was a sacred, fleeting moment, cut short when a nurse appeared and said, “They’re ready to take her now.” Her presence felt intrusive, even though she was just doing her job. Standing over my shoulder, she seemed to hurry me along when all I wanted was more time.
I left the room heartbroken, my emotions a tangled mess. Driving home through tears, I could barely see the road. That night, I crawled into bed, emotionally spent, and called out to my mom: “Mom, if you can hear me…” I poured out everything in my heart-the love, the grief, everything.
The week that followed was a blur of responsibility. As the oldest daughter, I stepped up while navigating pregnancy hormones, exhaustion, and the weight of being needed by everyone in my large family. All the while, I missed my mom desperately. Her absence was especially palpable in those little moments when I could have used her support, her wisdom, or just one of her thoughtful gestures.
But God, in His infinite wisdom and mercy, showed me He was near.
About a week after Mom passed, my husband handed me an envelope. It had arrived in the mail, but in the busyness of caring for 12 children, I set it aside. Later that afternoon, utterly drained, I opened it. Inside was a note from one of my customers, someone I had come to love as family.
“This is pizza money,” the note read. “Treat the family.”
Her name? Chris. The same as my mom’s.
Tears streamed down my face as I sat there, the realization washing over me. This was no coincidence...it was a God-incidence. It was as though Mom, through the mercy of God, had found a way to remind me that she was still with us, watching over her grandchildren, and continuing to love us.
That moment became a profound reminder of the communion of saints and the tender ways God speaks to us. Even in the depths of grief, His love and care shine through. Our loved ones who have gone before us remain close, interceding for us, and God, in His perfect timing, sends us these glimpses of their enduring love.
As we move through the joys and trials of life, let us never forget that we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses. In our sorrow, in our struggles, and in our joy, we are held in the embrace of heaven.
May you feel the presence of those you love who have gone before you. May their prayers and love sustain you. And may you always know that God works in mysterious, miraculous ways to remind us that we are never alone.
Could you help us to be "the pizza lady", to let others who physically & spiritually need us feel the love?
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Sending our love and prayers to our remnant family...Wendy, Walt and the entire Cukierski family
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Here is a post, from a recipient of what we do,.
L**** and I were one of the precipitants of This mission. She is right. My parking was 9 per day for 3 months. Then on top of that food cost me approximately 15 per day. That was cheap - I got vouchers for $5.00 per meal. So somedays I did not eat or made meals last for more then one meal. Had to. Parking was $810. Food was $1,300. Then you have normal household bills and I have 3 animals I had to pay to have people come and take care of them. At first I had my dog in the Kennel for 1/2 the time. That was about 500. It is VERY expensive to have a sick child. That was Just ONE hospital stay. We have had numerous ones. Some only a few days, some a week or two. Without their help we would of gone fully under!
From providing necessary funds to actually having families stay with us...we DO what we say we do!
