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Love Never Dies~ A Tribute to a Friend and Her Son

Death, Struggling with Grief for a Friend: Kara August 3, 2015

When the time is right, you will see this message. No need to respond, answer, or acknowledge anyone right now. This is your time, Kara. Take it. We are praying for you, and we love you. All in your own time, my friend. —Issac ❤

I woke up this morning at 5 a.m. to a message from one of my closest friends, Corrine. Kara one of my friends from high school, and a soul I reconnected with on Facebook in April 2013 lost her 14-year-old son, Issac. It’s been hours now, and I’m still sitting here in tears. I can only imagine the devastation Kara is feeling.

I didn’t know Issac personally, only through photos and stories on Facebook. But through those glimpses, and through knowing Kara’s incredible heart, I have come to care deeply for him. Her love made us love him too. Kara is one of those people who brings light wherever she goes. In the chaos of life, she always makes time to send support, encouragement, and joy to her friends. Her humor, her compassion, her vibrant presence it’s a gift to everyone lucky enough to know her.


Kara, thank you. Thank you for all the thoughtful things you’ve done for me over the years the surprise Madonna videos, the kind words, the perfectly timed reminders that I was loved and remembered. You have no idea how many times your kindness pulled me out of a dark place. You made me laugh. You made me feel seen. You showed up.

And now, here I am, aching for you. I am so heartbroken, Kara. This kind of loss is unnatural. It’s not how it’s supposed to go. The pain of losing a child is a grief I can’t pretend to understand, and I won’t try to. But I do understand the anger, the disorientation, the rage at how cruel this life can be. You are living through a nightmare, and all I can do is sit with you from afar and cry. Because it hurts.


But I want to share this with you: In the deepest grief, I have found moments of peace in silence. I believe with all my heart that if you grab onto faith with whatever strength you have left, it will carry you.


That fear, that heavy, paralyzing fear that brings guilt, regret, sadness, hopelessness it will not win. Hold on to the memory of his voice. That wasn’t just a memory. That was him. He wants you to know he is still here. Always. Our bodies are temporary vessels. But our spirits that’s who we are. Issac's spirit is with you now. And always. You will smile again. Not because the pain will be gone, but because love will shine through. You will feel him, Kara. I believe that with every part of me. You will feel his light, and it will give you the strength you need to keep going. Let go. He is home now. He is free. Issac is in a place that this world cannot match. A peace beyond all peace.


He was called by name. And if you believe, you will see him again.


“Kara, I wasn’t planning on pulling any cards this morning, July 3rd its Thursday, 2025 at midnight; but something in my spirit whispered your name. It wasn’t loud just soft, steady, and full of love. I felt Issac. I felt him wanting to speak, not with noise but with light. So I listened. And these cards came through and with them, this message. It’s for you, from him. Let it wrap around you like a blanket tonight.”


 My Mom Dear Mom,

I know you’re hurting more than words can say. I feel your pain. But I also feel your love and it’s still reaching me. I need you to know: I’m not gone. I’m just somewhere softer now, and I’m still right here beside you. There’s no battle to fight anymore, Mom. (5 of Wands Reversed) Please don’t carry the conflict in your heart the guilt, the questions, the “what-ifs.” You loved me with everything you had. That’s all I ever needed. Lay that heaviness down. Rest your soul. You did enough. You gave me so much. (6 of Pentacles) Your love was constant steady, selfless, sacred. I still feel it, even now. You taught me what it meant to give without expecting anything back. Keep giving, Mom. Keep loving the world the way you loved me. I’m still receiving it. I know you feel alone. (3 of Pentacles Reversed) Like no one truly understands the shape of your grief. But please don’t close yourself off. I’m guiding the right people to you people who will sit with your pain without trying to fix it. Let them in. Let them help you heal. You don’t have to be strong right now. (King of Wands Reversed) You’ve always been the fierce one, the do-it-all mom. But it’s okay to crumble. Let the tears come. Let others hold you the way you used to hold me. There’s strength in softness too. Mom, I’m okay. I’m more than okay. I’m free. I’m wrapped in light and surrounded by peace this world couldn’t give me. My spirit is still with you in songs, in signs, in sunlight, in stillness. You’ll feel me when you least expect it... and that warmth you feel? That’s me, saying hi. You gave me love people pray for. Now it’s my turn to give it back by being your peace, your courage, and your quiet reminder that love never dies. Until we meet again, I’m still your boy. Still your heart. Still here.


Love always, Issac

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