[Dialogue] Gratefulness

[Nancy Lanphear]

Dearest Priscilla,

I am thinking about you lots!  Your name and Rod's continues to be
brightened by the flame of my healing candle - I see it each time I light
it.  My tears mingle with yours as the days go by - my discovery of the past
weeks is that these tears come from a deep cellular level that holds no
rationality as well as from the heart and mind ( this holds some rationality
but not much as yet).  These deep tears are the ones that continue for
months, perhaps years and come at some of the strangest times.

Your suggestion that families hold conversations about death, dying and
"wishes"  is so right.  I think now that the burden we place on our
children, churches and friends (community) is not the caring for us BUT it
is being left with decisions that they must make.  Our family and community
shared many intimate times with Fred about death, dying and wishes.  It
certainly makes death seem more natural and part of the journey, not
separate from or to be feared.

I wish I could hold you, dear friend, but imagining hugs will do for now.  I
will call you one day.

Until our paths cross once again, here are the words to AN OLD IRISH
BLESSING

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

With love,

Nancy

On Fri, Jul 1, 2011 at 6:52 AM, Priscilla Wilson <Pris at teamtechpress.com>wrote:

> My heart has overflowed with gratefulness during the last month. The
> support, love, tributes to Rod and the care I have received from colleagues,
> family and church community have been overwhelming. I thank one and all.
> A friend in the Kansas City Writer's Group published this poem in a local
> paper this week. It spoke to some of my recent thoughts.
>
> *Noted in passing*
>
> **By DeMar Regier
>
> ****
>
> ** **
>
> Growing up, I was taught to *pass* food to the right,
>
> ****
>
> never to *pass* driving up a hill.****
>
> ** **
>
> In school I studied to *pass* tests,****
>
> in church, to *pass* the peace.****
>
> ** **
>
> I dated guys who made *passes*****
>
> and soldiers who had a weekend *pass*.****
>
> ** **
>
> Later, I often *passed *up bargains, good deals;
>
> ****
>
> learned to abandon *passing *fancies.****
>
> ** **
>
> On the positive, I’ve****
>
> *passed* on compliments, brought events to *pass,*
>
> ****
>
> helped get a bill *passed.*****
>
> ** **
>
> Thus, I have known *passes, passing, and p**assed,*
>
> so–––when my time here is ended****
>
> ** **
>
> Please don’t say, *She passed.*****
>
> ** **Simply say, She died.
>
> Two other thoughts this morning. The fact that Rod and I had long
> conversations about what we wanted to happen at our own death made life
> bearable during the last few week. I highly recommend those conversations
> for every family - no matter how young or old you are.
> Also...in going through his stuff...we have a small box of Santa Fe RR
> memorabilia. I would like to give it to someone who is a real railroad buff.
> If you know of such a person you might let me know.
>
> A blessed July to one and all. Thank you for being my colleagues.
> Priscilla
>
> ****
>  Priscilla Wilson
> TeamTech Press
> 913-432-2107
> Pris at TeamTechPress.com
> www.TeamTechPress.com
>
>
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