My Mama.

It feels like the end of magic.

It is morning now and I still cannot believe…
Before I would have sat with you, held your hand and shared tears and laughter.

We’d remember, but we’d also look ahead. Imagining his delight and hearing his exclaims at milestones yet to come. I am sorry for the miles and for the hurt, but most especially I am sorry he is gone. It has been too much to bear. John, Grandma and now Grandpa, Daddy. Sister, daughter, mother, wife, nurse. You’ve carried it all for these months and years, bending but never breaking.

In some ways this dawn came as the final farewell, but if you listen in the distance you’ll hear it…

peals of laughter
splashes in a pool
fingers on piano


His legacy through you, coursing through these girls. We’ll be here, and soon we’ll be there. And Grandpa, he’s here. Forever.

“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart.. i’ll always be with you.”

Winnie the Pooh