Showing posts with label goodbyes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label goodbyes. Show all posts

Thursday, July 19, 2012

wherever you are...

I wanted you more than you ever will know,
so I sent love to follow wherever you go.

It's high as you wish.  It's quick as an elf.
You'll never outgrow it... it stretches itself!

So climb any mountain...
climb up to the sky!
My love will find you.
My love can fly!

Make a big splash! Go out on a limb!
My love will find you. My love can swim!

It never gets lost, never fades, never ends...
if you're working...
or playing...
or sitting with friends.

You can dance 'til you're dizzy...
paint 'til you're blue...
there's no place, not one,
that my love can't find you.

and if someday you're lonely,
or someday you're sad,
or you strike out at baseball,
or think you've been bad...

just lift up your face, feel the wind in your hair.
that's me, my sweet baby, my love is right there.

In the green of the grass... in the smell of the sea...
in the clouds floating by... at the top of a tree... 
in the sound crickets make at the end of the day...

"you are loved.  You are loved. You are loved," they all say.

My love is so high, and so wide and so deep, it's always right there, 
even when you're asleep.

So hold your head high and don't be afraid
to march to the front of your own parade.
If you're still my small babe or 
you're all the way grown,
my promise to you is you're never alone.

You are my angel, my darling, my star... 
and my love will find you,
wherever you are.

Friday, July 13, 2012



1959 ~ 2012
"God finally told me my journey is through. I was born on April 10, 1959 to loving parents, Marion "N" and Joan (Hardisty) Davidson. I was the oldest of eight children. I graduated from Westwood High in Mesa, Arizona. From there I went to Snow College in Ephraim, Utah where I met the love of my life, Michael A. Graham. We were sealed in the Manti Temple on September 20, 1978. I was blessed with nine wonderful children. My family was such strength to me after I was diagnosed with brain cancer twelve years ago. I passed away on July 8, with my sweetheart by my side.
I was preceded in death by my father, Marion. I am survived by my mother, Joan, and my siblings: DeLane, Jennifer, Aaron, Jeanette, Marni, Nathan, and Amy. By my husband, Michael and my children: Joseph, David, Marcella, Amanda, Cassandra, Adam, Emillia, Thomas, and Victoria. Also by my seventeen beautiful grandchildren. 
Let it be said that I loved life and my family passionately. Thank you to all my friends who have taken such good care of me."

Joe's mom passed quietly away this past Sunday morning.  One week before his 33rd birthday. Though some would think of death as the end. I try to think of it as a beginning of sorts.  Sunday was the beginning of Kairlee's next adventure, free of her sick and worn body.  And even though it's hard and scary to face, this is also the beginning of our next chapter of this life, without her. 

and then I remember...

"beginnings are usually scary, endings are usually sad, but it's what's in the middle that counts.  So when you find yourself at the beginning, just give hope a chance to float up. And it will..."

this ending was sad. this beginning is scary. but hopefully we can give hope a chance to float up. 

miss you.