Sunday, July 5, 2020
Karin and Family: I remember your Mom from the 60's when we moved back to the Bay after 6 months in Winnipeg. My dad started working at Walkers, where your Mom was working. She was always such a delight, with a big smile every time I saw her.
When my Mom passed in 1985, Aunt Jean Mackie gave me this analogy and I hope it gives you as much peace now as it gave me then:
"I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads Her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch Her until at length She hangs like a speck of white cloud where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says “There, She’s gone”.
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as She was when She left my side, and just as able to bear Her load of living weight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in Her; and just at that moment, when someone at my side says “There She’s gone”, there are other eyes watching Her coming and other voices to take up the glad shout “There, She’s coming!” And such is dying."
Love & Hugs - Terri
