Two days after Thanksgiving I got to have the sweetest visitors!
They were my sister Sharon’s granddaughters. Sharon has been gone from us for too long– some days it feels like years– other days it feels like just yesterday. I think of her daily. But to have these visitors next to me made me feel like she was right there with us, all smiles and giggles.
These precious cherubs we a smidgen shy at first but within minutes hugs and smiles were abounding.
They are so smart, and happy and carefree.
I am so grateful that my nephew and wife would care enough to take their time on vacation to come see me. They will never know how much this meant to me.
… and I know Sharon was so happy too!
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This past week I have been thinking of golden wheat fields and love.
Reconnecting with relatives is such an eye opener and joy! My father’s family in Kansas is working this weekend on putting stories and photos of years gone by into one collective spot. They asked if I had any memories or stories to share.
Wow – do I have stories or memories? That’s an understatement.
With very few exceptions, our family traveled first to Kansas from Idaho, then from Montana, every summer. For two weeks! That didn’t necessarily thrill my mother but for my father going home to his loved ones was simply something his soul needed. He needed to be around his people. It was like he needed to be refreshed.
For his three young girls, we were thrilled beyond thrilled to go to a place where there was nothing but unconditional love and TONS of it!
As I put together my thoughts and memories it brought me to a song my two sisters and I sang often for my Dad through the years.
It was a wonderful John Denver song, Matthew. My father’s oldest brother, Uncle Kenny, reminded us of that song. He was the oldest Son of 10 brothers and sisters.
I had not realized that this song was written by John Denver’s uncle Dean. It is really one of the most poignant of all JD’s songs. For anyone with their roots in farming and the soil, this sad but triumphant ballad strikes to the very heart. I have met people like Uncle Matthew in communities all over the world – people whose religious outlook on life, and enjoyment of simple pleasures, form the bedrock of our civilization. Anyone who thinks they are more important than the next man, sophisticated, above the crowd, then sing this song and remember that no prince, king or president can rise above the lowliest amongst us when faced with great adversity. A beautiful simple ballad and one of the best amongst many fine songs produced by JD- annon
Thanks to my family in Kansas– helping me realize and remember the love that never ends.
Happiest of Mother’s Day
May your day be filled with all the love you wish for.
This past Sunday, a client, who I now call “friend” dropped by with a lovely bouquet of flowers.
The colors were stunning and a much needed lift to our dawdling Spring.
Her thoughtful gift reminded me of how blessed I have been in the last months with friends reaching out to comfort me after my darling sister Sharon’s passing.
I have been remiss in sending my appreciations.
Deborah from Fairfield house sent me a gorgeous pendant. Deborah and I both lost a loved one around the same time and she is a much better person than myself, as in her grief she reached out to me. Words of thanks seem to fall short but do not diminish my appreciation.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and
whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry you heart (i carry it in my heart)
e e cummings
I have attached her pendant to one Sharon gave me for a birthday– now it’s perfect.
Probably one of Sharon’s best friends and my newest “sister” Linda B sent the above card.
She is a school teacher and Sharon had the pleasure to “help” in the class a couple of times a month.
These children loved my sister and reached out to me after Linda explained of how sad we all were. Sharon loved butterflies and as you can see they created a card with their beautiful butterflies for me.
I am going to have it framed.
As I pondered the time it took for each person’s effort…I appreciate the gifts, and cards so much more. They are sincerely thought FULL and heart felt.
The notes on facebook, email and comments on my blog were overwhelming with love and support.
Many of your lives were touched by Sharon as she was one of the most giving and loving people that walked this earth. I have so much to learn from her still. She inspired me always.
The efforts of so many in Billings were such a testament to the love you all have for my sister and her family.
The food that was brought into the house and served at the funeral, the service of speaking, singing and organization and housing a longtime friend are gifts that will inspire me to be a better person as life moves forward.
My gratitude can really never be expressed adequately.
Sharon’s sister in law has been such a precious person. She has been there not only for her brother and nephews but has reached out to make sure my heart was ok. She sent me two of Sharon’s favorite bunnies. They will reside right next to my bed and in my heart.
Simply stated, this new precious gift is so true.
My heart is very full of love and gratitude.
As I shared at the funeral… We all learned something very important by her sudden passing.
There is no time to wait to say:
“I love you.”
“I forgive you.”
“I am sorry.”
We don’t have the promise of tomorrow only today.
In keeping with the spirit of St. Patty’s day just around the corner I couldn’t resist resurrecting an old favorite!
May St. Patrick’s day bring you laughter and fun!
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