Donovan, Mary (May 28, 1991 – November 30, 2006)
When we think of you now, our hearts tell two stories. One is of missing and longing, the other is admiration for the courage you showed and lessons you shared, both tell a story of you.
5 years without you. 5 years of missing the sound of your sweet voice and the loving way you made those around you feel special. 5 years tells our grief story. Great Mystery is revealing yours. You really are loved and missed every minute of everyday.
Love Mom, Zech, Emma and Hanna
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
fear another other dirty words....
Here I am again... not sure of what to say.. what do do... or how to do it... Zoe's death day is the 10th... it has been 5 years... and that is the marker for my great fear... the loss of a child... it is like darling sweet Zoe softens that blow... and I am grateful to her for that... very grateful!
Monday, January 24, 2011
today....
Just before Christmas my God Mother died... Germaine... I loved her so much... I had spent 20 or so hours making a scrapbook for her the week end before... the day I found out was the day I was going to give it to her... her family said that it was a grand tribute that I will always have to remember her by... they said she would have loved it... I look at it often and they are right... I do love it!
But Germaine's death left a sour taste in my mouth for the whole festive that I tired to shake off with everything from wine to laughter... but it was all fake, looking from the outside you would not have known... and the Oscar goes too... really!
And today I am getting ready to go to another wake.. this time for a neighbour, Phil Percy, who was my son's best friend's dad... only 52, taken by cancer... and it reminds me of how fleeting life is... how soon it can end.... and how important it is to live each day to the fullest, leave no stone unturned and say what you mean and mean what you say... Say what you mean and mean what you say.
I taught Level 1 Reiki this past week end and it was amazing... I am thankful each and every day for the ability to share my learning with others... I am grateful... I am gratitude... and darling Leanne gifted me the most amazing painting of chakra's that I have ever seen... it is filled with movement and message.... I love it.
And I know that Germaine and Phil are in that place where someday I will be ready to return.. that they are singing with the angels and that makes this and everyday OK.
But Germaine's death left a sour taste in my mouth for the whole festive that I tired to shake off with everything from wine to laughter... but it was all fake, looking from the outside you would not have known... and the Oscar goes too... really!
And today I am getting ready to go to another wake.. this time for a neighbour, Phil Percy, who was my son's best friend's dad... only 52, taken by cancer... and it reminds me of how fleeting life is... how soon it can end.... and how important it is to live each day to the fullest, leave no stone unturned and say what you mean and mean what you say... Say what you mean and mean what you say.
I taught Level 1 Reiki this past week end and it was amazing... I am thankful each and every day for the ability to share my learning with others... I am grateful... I am gratitude... and darling Leanne gifted me the most amazing painting of chakra's that I have ever seen... it is filled with movement and message.... I love it.
And I know that Germaine and Phil are in that place where someday I will be ready to return.. that they are singing with the angels and that makes this and everyday OK.
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