“It is not strong enough to survive tragedy—that is human instinct. We all do what we can to survive. But what is strong, and rare, is to be able to turn tragedy into something good.” ~ comment at a Quaker meeting in a report that I read today
I write this on the eve of what would have been my sister's 46th birthday. This quote seemed like a gift today when I read it. I remember our last celebration of her birthdays and smile. She was in such a good place in her life. I hosted a party and family dysfunction was at an all time low. I have such warm memories of that day and am so grateful that our family has that day as our last family time together when all of us were there.
I use the gift of diving deeply into the memory to sit with her for a minute and be grateful for the 26 years of her life that I celebrated that day, a life so full of promise and hope. Yesterday the family gathered and the family photo is minus one. You are missed, punkin.
My dear sister, happy birthday! You are not forgotten.
love and peace,
Suzanne
Indeed. Still hard to believe sometimes...
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