Thursday, April 17, 2014

Every Day Is a Gift.

A beautiful tribute to Meg.

A friend passed away last week. It was sudden. She was too young. And she had two lovely children and a husband who loved her very much. She was hilarious. She was quirky. She was zany. She was exuberant in her love of parties and giving gifts. She had Halloween parties where she and her husband built a trebuchet to launch pumpkins across the backyard. She bought my daughter Grace a designer jacket for no reason. She played pranks on her co-workers and left little gifts on our desks at holidays. She hosted parties for artists, jewelers and craftsmen to come to her house and sell their goods. She entered art and logo contests and won them. Just for fun. She adored her children and they adored her. I'm sure she had every intention of watching them grow up and now she doesn't get to. 

I haven't been able to write about any of this because I am still so sad and mad about it. It's all so brutally unfair. I didn't think I could put any coherent sentences together that anyone would want to read. But then I think of the balloons we launched at her funeral. We watched them sail up into the air and it was beautiful. The sun was shining. Children were smiling up at the sky. The sound of their little voices having only just sung, "You Are My Sunshine" was still ringing in my ears. 

And so I went home and I spent time with my husband and children. Normally my husband and I take turns walking the kids to the park. Normally one of us does something with the kids while the other one gets work done at home. But this weekend I got up off the couch, I closed my laptop and I went outside with my children and husband. We watched them play and basked in the presence of all of us being together. The heavy feeling in my blood and body began to lift just a little. 

And maybe that's yet another gift from my friend? Maybe I honor her by appreciating these moments. I'm sure she would tell me to do something fun and creative. Jump on a skateboard. Do a handstand. Draw pictures on the driveway with chalk. Have a water balloon fight. All of it. 

That's what I'll do. That and leave little gifts on my co-workers' desks. May the pleasant surprises remind us all of Meg. May she live on in these moments of joy.



25 comments:

  1. I don't know what else to say other than my deepest condolences, and thanks for writing this.

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  2. I'm so very sorry. Sounds like the world lost a wonderful woman. Thanks for this reminder to find the joy in our everyday moments, every day.

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  3. I am sorry sorry for your loss. Your friend sounded wonderful. It's hard to lose someone who is young.

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    1. It's incredibly hard. I don't like it.

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  4. Aw. Beautiful Meg. And beautiful Mandy. Hugs.

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  5. What a beautiful tribute to someone who sounds like such a lovely person. You were blessed to have her as a friend. I'm sure she is watching over and smiling down on you from Heaven. Sometimes they need angels up there too.

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  6. I'll be expecting a gift on my desk soon ;) Very well said Mandy. I think we all went home and hugged our families a little harder, that day especially.

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    1. I was going to try to get it get it together for Easter but couldn't pull it off. Maybe I'll have a little something for everybody on my birthday. :-)

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  7. I'll be expecting a gift on my desk soon ;) Very well said Mandy. I think we all went home and hugged our families a little harder, that day especially.

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  8. I am so very sorry. And this is beautiful.

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  9. Your friend lived very, very well. And it has nothing to do with $.

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    1. Absolutely. That's a really good reminder.

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  10. Every day IS a gift. Thank you for reminding us of that; it's easy to forget. {{BIG HUG}}

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  11. I don't know why it is that evil people seem to live forever and the greatest people in the world seem to die young so often. Maybe God decides to take them to Heaven early? I'd like to think so. I'd like to think that good people die young to go be with God and evil people get all they're ever going to get in their lifetimes and after that its all crap for them. I'm sorry your friend died. I know how that feels, but I don't know what to say to help you feel better. It always hurts. I'm sorry.

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  12. I'm so sorry for your loss. It just doesn't compute when people go before their time. It's like a glitch in the Universe. Your post and your outlook are both touching and beautiful.

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  13. I wish you and Meg's family love, like the love she freely shared with so many, to heal the hurt. A beautiful woman and a beautiful life.

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  14. A lovely tribute. It is amazing how people inspire us in ways we least expect it.

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