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I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you. - Author Unknown
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I wanted a chance to say goodbye
July 19, 2008
We were devastated when our dear family friend passed away in his sleep... We had no idea, his death came without warning. Shock, was the first emotion..disbelief... overwhelmed with sadness... we were spinning. It felt all that much worse...because we never had a chance to say goodbye...I know deep down....he knew how much we loved him...but I never thought our time was running out...so much left unsaid...I know...we are not the only people who feel this way...losing a loved one...is something sadly...we all have in common...after...the initial shock wore off...I had to find a way...to help turn the frown upside down...I had to find a way to reach out to others...I realize each day is a gift...and part of being blessed with each day...I (we) wanted to give as many other people as we can....the FREE opportunity to post (or write in)...thoughts to or about a loved one that has passed...thus...a chance to say goodbye as a site ...came to be...
Eileen
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Familiar quotes
July 7, 2008
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets how much the heart can hold. - Zelda Fitzgerald
I love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old. - William Shakespeare
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W.H. Auden said it best...
June 26, 2008
I was brought to tears when this poem was recited as part of the eulogy in the movie Four Weddings and a Funeral.
Funeral Blues
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W.H. Auden
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For all of us who have lost a loved one...
May 23, 2008
Death....one can never really...truly...
prepare...for the loss of a loved one...
the grief...can be so overwhelming...
when someone we love...passes away...
there can be a certain element of regret...
maybe we never had the chance...
maybe we passed on the chance...
or maybe we just couldn't....
or maybe our chance just didn't feel complete...
whatever the reason...
those left behind...can have some regrets...
I wanted to create an opportunity...to ease some regrets...
to allow expression...in an emailed...or written form...
to provide closure....to allow more peace...more peace...
through this chance to say goodbye...is my wish for you.... Eileen
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George
May 14, 2008
This is a photo of George the laughing gull. Taken shortly after the passing of our very dear family friend H.William Ries III, or Bill as he was known by everyone. George was Bill's "pet" seagull. Showed up the same time every Spring and left around the same day every Fall for about 6 years. George spends his days during the Spring and Summer seasons sitting on Bill's, or the next door neighbor's roof. Perched above Bill's driveway he would call out, chase off unwanted herring gulls, and wait to be fed by Bill at least twice a day. When Bill died, George stayed on. It was a sad and lonely sight watching him, knowing that Bill was gone, and wondering if he knew. When George left last fall to migrate south (about a month later than usual) we wondered if he would return, without Bill...Two weeks ago we were graced once again with his presence, along with his trusty companion, Georgette. It was a welcome sign, like the return of an old dear friend. I wonder if he hurts the way we do? does he find himself staring at Bill's house waiting for him to emerge? Hoping that it is all a bad dream? I know I do. - R
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