Thoughts of Comfort

I was introduced to this jeweler by a friend who went to Texas. The description of this piece, by James Avery, is very fitting for all of us who miss Guenevere:

This medallion is a simple reminder that it is only through God's grace that we are given his victory over things in our life which hurtfully beset us. Whether it is the sudden loss of a loved one, devastation, disease, affliction or any other adversity, we are given His comforting promise to be with us, and to ease our hearts of a terrible burden, which if it were not for His mercy and grace, would be unbearable.

Dwell on this

"I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains."

Anne Frank

Encouraging Art

Phillipians 4:8 lists what to meditate on, including things that are lovely. This is especially helpful during times of sadness and grief. 

This artist, Kelly Rae Roberts,  has a gentle touch in subject and color choice. You can find her here:

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25495089 

Bless You

A Blessing for my Sister

With the first light of sun,

...Bless you.

When the day is done,

...Bless you.

In our smiles and in our tears,

...Bless you.

Through each day of all our years,

...Bless you.

Two Months Ago

Two months ago today, my lovely sister passed. Oh the sorrow! I was blessed to find a note she wrote to me when she was little, probably 8 or 9 years old. I hope I thanked her properly. She wrote it on a sheet of notebook paper in blue marker. I will type it how she wrote it:

Dear Veronica,

I cleaned your side of the room for you. And mopped the Floor, under yo ur bed For you Just to show my Appreciation For you Alaways Being There (In my room) When I needed you.

Your Welcome,

Guen

Our Irish Angel

Note the red hair and the shamrocks! She wore lots of robes when she got sick. Her new robe is the best...no more sickness.

Tis' Grand

My cousin gave me this bracelet the day of the funeral. The charm is from Ireland. She is very thoughtful that way and very talented. She made a different Irish bracelet for Guen while she was in the hospital. I love the bracelet, the flowers she tucked in, and her kindness. I have saved everything I received; cards, emails, gifts, and they are going in a special treasure box.

  

Good Grief

Last night I was working on some art projects and pulled out the art supplies that use to be my sister's. I thought it would be fun, and at first it was. Then my mind shifted to wondering what she had planned to use the pretty pens and papers for. Without any warning, I had quite an emotional episode. This was a surprise to me because after I cry a lot, I feel like I can't anymore. When I do, its very short. It was intense this time and caught me a bit off guard. Then I thought, well if my husband comes into the room, boy will he get a big surprise! He had just dropped off a cup of tea and saw me happily at work. I continued using the supplies, and I still will. The husband never came in. Oh grief...I guess you're here to stay. 

These roses are blooming in Guen's backyard... and Libby is still blooming too.