Friday, December 2, 2016

December the 8th: another year rolls by





You and your fun,
laughter, energy,
continue with us
in so many ways.








Eight years is ridiculous.







Never ever forgotten,
always missed.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

I remember ...

  • a dark eyed boy who looked straight at you
  • a toddler who never stopped and then slept when his head hit the pillow
  • random acts of toddler aggression
  • his independence
  • his energy
  • not always understanding him, but loving him beyond myself, beyond my need to control
  • worrying, being unsure, praying for wisdom and being grateful that Chris could stand his ground
  • noticing parents with ‘easy’ children, and their watchful (and sometimes critical) gaze on our ‘not easy’ child
  • sometimes guiltily wishing we had an ‘easy’ child but never wanting to swap despite the challenges
  • his connection with animals and lively games with cats and a dog in the backyard
  • (his energy)
  • a cheeky laugh
  • an inquiring mind
  • the way he gathered people together and made things happen
  • that there was never a moment to waste
  • (his energy)
  • his interest in so many things, and his impatience to learn
  • how he was good at many sports, 
  • that fear never stopped him doing anything, just made him more determined
  • moral courage
  • that being corrected was not his cup of tea; he liked to be right
  • that people told him their fears and worries because he could cope; ‘his broad shoulders’ were literal and metaphorical
  • how he inspired loyalty and was dauntless in leadership
  • sarcasm, and harsh judgements at times, but quick to forgive, quick to apologise
  • (his energy) 
  • that he didn’t suffer fools, but was also a rescuer 
  • his deep and unshakeable faith which saw him leave his earthly life as comfortably as anyone is able to
from Lindy