Three Years...


Dancing with my Dad at my 21st birthday October 1995

excerpts from On The Death Of The Beloved
John O’Donohue
Though we need to weep your loss,
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.


...Let us not look for you only in memory,
Where we would grow lonely without you.
You would want us to find you in presence,
Beside us when beauty brightens,
When kindness glows
And music echoes eternal tones.


When orchids brighten the earth,
Darkest winter has turned to spring;
May this dark grief flower with hope
In every heart that loves you.


May you continue to inspire us:
To enter each day with a generous heart.
To serve the call of courage and love...

Comments

Elizabeth said…
💜
Seth said…
Thinking of you Kelly....

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