It is a nice thing that amongst sadness, we can see the beauty of nature found in the beautiful flowers. Nothing changes the realities we may face, but God’s natural beauty can allow us to focus on the wonder of life, even if only briefly...
I am sorry for your loss, as well. How wonderful to have had so much beauty to help say goodbye. The photos are marvelous and I particularly love the arrangement by your brother! Thanks for sharing with us!
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons! ************ "Joy is what happens when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are." **************
"A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world." --Paul Dudley White
************ "Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired." - George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this… When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting. After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome To Holland”. “Holland?!?” you say, “What do you mean “Holland”??? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy” But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place. So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned”. And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away…because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss. But…if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things…about Holland.
11 comments:
Beautiful arrangements, especially the one by your brother.
the arrangements are amazing. I wish I had taken pictures of my Mom's funeral flowers
We remember her,
the one who loved us; how could
we ever forget?
Ruby Prayers
Those are beautiful arrangements.
Happy RT!
Lovely!
It is a nice thing that amongst sadness, we can see the beauty of nature found in the beautiful flowers. Nothing changes the realities we may face, but God’s natural beauty can allow us to focus on the wonder of life, even if only briefly...
I'm so sorry for your loss. The flowers are a beautiful remembrance.
I am sorry for your loss, as well. How wonderful to have had so much beauty to help say goodbye. The photos are marvelous and I particularly love the arrangement by your brother! Thanks for sharing with us!
Sylvia
What beautiful flowers. I am so sorry for the loss of your Mother. My deepest condolences to you all.
All the flowers were so beautiful there, especially the roses. JK and I were admiring it. I had no idea your brother arranged it. How beautiful! :)
I am sorry about your loss, Marcia. Wow. She was a loved woman, to be sure.
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