A Life well lived
In writing about the good we have the opportunity to purge the pain of the last few years.
How our memory recalls fragments and in talking we can all raise a smile in all as we recall just what is was that made my sister a special being.
When we gather I can see that her daughters have the traits of their mum and the beliefs of both their parents this is a family that functions. That is what my sister would be proud of most.
People ask me how is my sister, and I have to say that she is no more. They say they are sorry for my loss but they don't know just what I have lost.
How will we distill a life so full?
We must remember what my sister would have wanted, she was a shy person who did not like a fuss.
How our memory recalls fragments and in talking we can all raise a smile in all as we recall just what is was that made my sister a special being.
When we gather I can see that her daughters have the traits of their mum and the beliefs of both their parents this is a family that functions. That is what my sister would be proud of most.
People ask me how is my sister, and I have to say that she is no more. They say they are sorry for my loss but they don't know just what I have lost.
How will we distill a life so full?
We must remember what my sister would have wanted, she was a shy person who did not like a fuss.
posted by Ian Wood. Principal Wireless Foundry LLP at 9:31 am
3 Comments:
Sarah’s Poem
Words begin to fail me now, But she never did.
She could always find me, Even when I hid.
She knew what was wrong Even when I wouldn?t tell
She could always pick me up, When I fell.
She tried her hardest, When I would quit.
She stood behind me When others chose to sit
She gave me light When my world was dim
She made me feel like the flower When I thought I was only the stem
She pulled me through things When I thought I was done.
She made me feel like a winner Even if I hadn?t won.
She gave me strength When I was weak
She was my voice When I wouldn?t speak
I always trusted her Even when I didn?t trust me.
When I felt locked down She helped me feel free
When she got mad Her love didn?t change.
I never thought I?d be without her This all feels so strange.
I remember when things got hard And she would hold my hand.
She told me it was fine And that she?d understand
I never thought she understood But now I know I was wrong
She knew me better than anyone And helped me stay strong
She will never be forgotten She?ll always remain in my heart,
With a love as strong as ours We will never be apart
She always cared so much Even about the little things
She was always my angel But……..now………………she has wings.
The comments post here by my sisters family and friends I have found a great comfort.
Please don't just pass through if you were touched leave a comment to share with all who read this.
Thanks
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dear ricky
if you could see how your daughters and son have coped with the last few days you would have been extremly proud.
When there father has needed support they have been there .When times were hard they comforted him. Understanding the love that you gave them would and could see them through this trying time.
Goodnight and god bless we tried our best and that is all we can do .
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