Tuesday, August 4, 2015

The Rising of a Balloon

A few weeks ago I went to the Hospice House Rachel worked at all year. Beautiful place, lovely garden, very nice people. All telling me just how wonderful my darling girl was. How they had missed her since she left them.

It was their remembrance day. The day they had past families come and remember those that were lost. I never went to the one held at the hospice that helped me care for Gee....no...way too painful. I went to this one to support Rachel while she saw families she had tried to give some comfort to during a most trying of times.

If I ever had a doubt that Rachel has chosen her life's path well, this visit would have eased my mind. So many families came to her, just to hug her and say thank you....

"my husband loved you"
"he always ate your waffles"
"my mother always talked of you"

and so many more

After reading the names, we gathered in a circle, released balloons and I got  very sad....it was almost as if we finally said goodbye...as if all this time I had held back that final act of letting go....watching that balloon rise up, taking my prayers and wishes along with it... really accepting Gee is gone and I am here without him, waiting, as I had done so many times before, until we are together again....

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