Our amazing, brilliant, beautiful friend Annie passed last night. We were able to see her on Wednesday, to hold her and tell her we love her, and we shared both tears and laughter. She fought this battle with everything she had, and loved her life so much. She was fierce and glorious in her fight to stay with her family.
She had so many gifts - she was a talented actress; a generous, wise friend; a homeopathic physician; a loving wife to her partner Anita; a caring, devoted daughter and sister, and one of the best moms I've ever met.
I'm so grateful to have known her. And I'm so thankful her weary body is finally done with the pain.
My throat is tight with tears that can't come right now. I want to cry. I need to. I just don't think I can wrap my brain around the bigness of this loss.
As Anita said to Charley recently, "Love is all".
14 comments:
I am so very sorry for your loss.
No words but I'm sorry, for her and for them and for you.
Oh, my dear friend. I'm so, so sorry for your loss.
This is a beautiful remembrance. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Oh, I am so sorry to hear this. ((HUGS))
My heart is broken for her family's loss and for yours. I'm glad you got to say goodbye.
I'm so sorry.She will always be there in your heart.
((hugs))
Amber,Aaron&Isaac
I'm so sorry, for everyone.
Oh love~
I am so sorry. So, deeply sorry.
After reading your post, and letting it digest, this quote rang in my ears. So, here 'tis:
..."here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life,
which grows higher
than the soul can hope
or mind can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart."
~ee cummings
Anita is so, so right. "Love is all."
Peace, sweet friend.
*hugs*
Annie, there are no words to describe this loss.
Yesterday, at my mother's funeral, my friend read this poem that her mother asked her to read at her funeral. I don't know who wrote it and I don't know if Annie was cremated, but in any case, I think it's worth reading:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
so sorry.so very sorry.cancer is a cruel, ugly monster. loving thoughts to you and yours, and to her beautiful family...xx
(still can't believe it.)
big hugs, friend. talk soon.
I know I'm late to this--but I wanted to say that I'm so sorry for your loss, and I'm sending you all thoughts of peace.
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