Three years. Today marks 3 years since we've seen Annette's sweet face.
Words cannot describe how much we miss her.
Inspiration has left me this late in the evening and writer's block has crept in. However, this day will never be forgotten by us. The journey has become familiar as we have learned to wear our grief cloak. Happiness presents itself into our lives as God continues to bless our family. We continue to live and love, to be a family with new people to love. We are well and we are blessed. We have also been blessed by you, who have prayed for us and have remembered with us. Thank you.
Today especially we remember Annette. Her spirit lives on in those who love and remember her.
xoxo
Words cannot describe how much we miss her.
Inspiration has left me this late in the evening and writer's block has crept in. However, this day will never be forgotten by us. The journey has become familiar as we have learned to wear our grief cloak. Happiness presents itself into our lives as God continues to bless our family. We continue to live and love, to be a family with new people to love. We are well and we are blessed. We have also been blessed by you, who have prayed for us and have remembered with us. Thank you.
Today especially we remember Annette. Her spirit lives on in those who love and remember her.
xoxo
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The years pass and yet sometimes it feels so recent. Hard to believe it has been three already. Good to read your words.
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I keep a little book in my pocktbook called 'Healing after loss' - Daily Meditations for Working through Grief'..........and everytime I think I Annette, I pull it out and read a mediation. This is the one I read this morning:
"I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day - the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at theend of my prayers, the teach me how to listen. - Terry Tempest Williams
So, I went outside and added more seeds to the bird feeders, as this cold spell has really taken hold here, and then I stepped back inside and sat and watched them come.....singing to eacher, taking turns at the feeder, flying off on their journey. I thought of Annette and our pilgrimage to Indiana that October before she passed......how so many kindred souls traveled from all parts of the country and Canada to join together [like the birds at the feeder] and the beautiful songs and memories that were written and created over that weekend.
Annette touched all of our hearts and souls........and she still lives deep within them.
Blessings sweet friend....until we meet again.
Thinking of you and your precious family. I know how much I miss your sister, I can only imagine how your life has changed. Much love, Nicole
I just had to pop over and catch up. If found this post from a year ago and I sure miss Annette, and am honored to have known such a lovely soul. Take care Lisa
I miss you
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