Showing posts with label mourning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mourning. Show all posts

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Happy Birthday my loves

Today is my mother in laws Birthday. She would have been 80 years old. She died from breast cancer on February 2nd, 2010.
My MIL was smart, a strong and loving woman, and a little psychic.
My MIL was also blatantly honest and expressed her opinion, whether you liked it or not.


Today is Renee Kahn's http://www.circlingmyhead.blogspot.com/  Birthday. She would have been 54 years old and she also died from breast cancer on March 9th, 2010.
Renee was strong, a smart and loving woman, and a little psychic.
Renee was also blatantly honest and expressed her opinion, whether you liked it or not.

Thank you ladies for your time and friendship, you are loved and dearly missed.
Happy Birthday!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Goodnight my Pretty- I love you Renee, welcome home.

I had closed this to comments because of my pain. I didn't feel I could answer the love. I realized it is not just my pain and I need the love.
Renee is making her journey home. I love you my pretty. Thank you so much for the time and care that you gave me so willingly. Thank you for your encouragement and candor. Thank you for your humor and friendship. Thank you for showing me what grace is. Thank you for showing me what courage is.
Thank you for showing me how to believe in my self.
I am forever better having met you.

I hear in the distance a voice so familiar.

"Hellooooooo......Renee! We have been waiting for you. I know it is hard to leave those you love. You can sit and watch over them here. We have missed  you so much my dear and have been so eager to have you home again. The world begins and ends with you. You are so cherished and loved here. The sun rises and sets with your breath. Take my hand, come with me... your pain is over but your love is stronger than ever now." 

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

I am looking for comfort in this time of great sorrow.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for what has been your delight.
Kahlil Gabran