Thank you, each and every one of you that got in touch with me with your prayers and loving energies.
The doctors advised the parents, that nothing more could be done, that young man’s wish for freedom from the bonds of life were granted.
Although I got to spend only a few times with this young man, I always felt his kindness and soft gentle manner. He may not have always been so with others, but my meetings with him were always a pleasure. He lost his granfmother a few years back, and his grandfather this past spring, he had a lot of suffering and pain around him. It is not always easy to remain positive and strong when all around you are others fending off challenges of their own.
In his silence, he spoke volumes, was anyone listening? We will never know what his thoughts were the last few minutes of his life, but we will remember the man who was a son, brother,uncle, nephew and friend to those around him, who loved him then and love him now.
His passing will help others, who are facing doubt and anxieties themselves. It will encourage those of us who knew this young man, to be more aware of other’s needs, and perhaps help us to be better listeners, even to the silence, the space between the words.
My dear nephew, I missed saying goodbye
you decided to simply leave to seek the freedom you so fiercely sought
I understand, I truly do, now you can be with “Mom and “Dad”
say hi, and let them know we are all coasting along here and doing our best
to not wail and cry that you’ve gone away,
of course, you know we will, cuz you were just that special kind of guy
who knew how to be a gem and a true gentleman, when you wanted of course
For sure I know how much your parents appreciated the help you were
during times when they were just not sure of how they would cope
with the burdens of life, there you were, able to help, and you did
you know now how much you are missed, and how much we do really care
wherever you are, whatever you are doing
be happy, and KNOW you are loved.
my only regret is that somehow we failed to let you know
just how much,
My memory of you will be the last time we met, as we hugged in our shared momemt
of saying goodbye to “Dad”
You are physically gone, but you will not be forgotten.
Rest In Peace
Namaste – Oyashikiri
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Lizzie was an artist with a thirst to create, not just anything, everything she did was alive and vivid, just like her. Her creativity knew no bounds. When she first was told she had cancer, she said, OK, let’s deal with this.. and did what she needed to do, she beat the odds. Once, twice, the little vixen fought her way to live another day.
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