sad news for friends is never easy for any of us. our friends had joy and sorrow wrapped together over the course of the month....graduations and dance recita1s and sad1y, their mom/grandma's death at age 81. we a11 have so many fee1ings at this time of year. mixing of emotions were a good thing for
our friends. they treasured the joy and 1ove they shared with fami1y.
the sad times and the happy times we must share with good friends......this has been a month with quite a bit of ref1ection. we share the good, the bad and the ups and the downs, .....and tons of fun too! friends add to the 1ayers of our 1ife.
more writing to friends.....tough to write words of hope.
to our good friends,
We're all sorry to hear your sad news. Support, good thoughts and love are all that we have right now. Loss is painful, no matter when. We know there's no good time to lose those we love.
We wish you peace....and quiet moments to give thanks for your mom/grandma. Your mom must have been a wonderful woman....she must have had something to do with your big heart, your passion for family, hard work and love of life.
Through the years, we've known you to be a loving husband, devoted dad, all around good guy and a caring coach who shares the love and passion of your favorite game. That's just a snippet of your life we've seen first hand! What mom could ask for more? What family could ask for more?
It's been 2 years since my mom died. I miss her everyday. I feel her love and we see her in our kids. I find myself quoting her and continuing her traditions with love. Time does heal. Slowly, the sadness clouds are lifting. I treasure the fun times and let go of the tough ones. My memories are sweet. We share memories and laugh about the funny times.....one of our all time favorites is the one Lydia remembers!
When my mom broke her hip, the first time, Grace and Lydia were 5 years old. Grace had been to the hospital to visit "gramma". She was enthralled by the experience. The next school day, Grace was bursting to share it all with her best friend...Lydia. Grace shared and shared and shared enthusiastically....until Lydia finally shouted out, " Grace, would ya STOP talking about your dumb ol' gramma!" That was their first official fight. We still get hysterical with Lydia today! As for "dumb ol' gramma's," we all have loved so much! i hope Lydia, and all of your family, never stop talking about your mom.
We've lived through a lot since the Montessori days. We've lived through the broken legs you got while playing basketball in the driveway, many girl's and boy's lacrosse seasons, new businesses, dance recitals, birthdays, graduations, new schools, funny kids, good conversation, nice smiles and The Happiness Club!
Take it slow, go easy on yourself and enjoy the love and comfort of family. Peace.