My beautiful, funny, creative, caring, generous, supportive, stubborn friend has died.
I cannot believe she has gone.
Tonight I am here doing my dead friend's laundry. Her two children have had their innocent childhood ripped from them. Her husband is facing their ninth wedding anniversary tomorrow alone, planning her funeral.
There seems no point to this blog any more.
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Inspired by Louis MacNeice's poem "The Sunlight on the Garden", this blog is about the minutes I have captured in a cage and used for my various dabblings. If you don't at least try to cage them, they just vanish. Here is the opening of the poem: The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold, When all is told We cannot beg for pardon.
About Me
- Mac's niece
- I am an inveterate dabbler when it comes to crafts. This goes completely against my work psycho profile of "completer finisher"! My main craft interests are sewing, painting and (very) basic knitting. I am always convinced I have done nothing creative in years, so this is a chance to collect together my projects, and remind myself what I have done. As well as parenting and my craft interests, I am a volunteer at the local toy library and secretary of the school PTA. I get a lot of fulfillment from investing some time into the community that welcomed us when we moved here in 1999. I also do occasional short term product design and evaluation projects from home. This used to be my full time job, and I am lucky to be able to continue in it in some capacity while to all intents and purposes being a full time mum to my little boy.
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5 comments:
Mr darling sister. I have no words at all but the undeniable need to reach out to you. I cannot change that a beautiful soul has been taken from us but I believe there will be joy again. xxx
it is so hard to lose a friend, there are no words to offer to make it better. may you find peace in this situation and continue being a friend to her by caring for her family in this hard time.
Thank you to you both. Your words have helped me more than you might know.
This world is very harsh, but carry on we must, and each blow, however hard it is to bear, has the potential to refocus us in beneficial ways.
I just want to give you my condolences and to let you know that the sun will shine again. It'll be a different kind of shiney, but it will shine.
Sending healing thoughts to you.
Thank you Debbie. My thoughts and feelings are moving on slowly. It's still painful to recall the many times I shared with her, but I know that eventually these memories will bring pleasure and calm, and keep her near to me.
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