Remembering Jenna on her birthday-August 17th
Happy birthday dear sweet Jenna. You would be nine years old and I can only imagine what fun things you would be doing. I look back and still see all the birthdays, holidays, and special days we've missed. I look forward and see all the moments never to be. College, a white dress, a grandbaby bouncing on my knee...Your spirit is with me always, guiding me along my path. I listen to hear your voice in the wind and feel your love in the sunshine. You are forever my child living in my heart, filling it with love. You are one of life's greatest gifts and I am thankful each and every day that you are a part of me.-Love mommy
On this "grief journey" I have witnessed the miracle of life and death and how the human spirit can be so broken yet so hopeful. It is through our sorrow that we learn to hope again. Hope for love; hope for future moments of happiness; hope for peace. In all that hope there is also reflection on the past and all that should be. When I am faced with the reflection of my past I think of a poem that moved me from the first moment I read it. It speaks volumes about how my heart feels. The author is unknown:
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world.
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.
Think of Jenna often and also remember those who have gone before us, never forget the love and joy that they brought to our lives. Live in that love and joy and share it with those around you. Always. -Lorri (Jenna's mommy)
On this "grief journey" I have witnessed the miracle of life and death and how the human spirit can be so broken yet so hopeful. It is through our sorrow that we learn to hope again. Hope for love; hope for future moments of happiness; hope for peace. In all that hope there is also reflection on the past and all that should be. When I am faced with the reflection of my past I think of a poem that moved me from the first moment I read it. It speaks volumes about how my heart feels. The author is unknown:
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world.
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.
Think of Jenna often and also remember those who have gone before us, never forget the love and joy that they brought to our lives. Live in that love and joy and share it with those around you. Always. -Lorri (Jenna's mommy)