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Consolation

2010-04-12T09:39:00.000-07:00

Today will be my final post. Thank you to all who have read and followed along with me and my family, on this year-long journey. We appreciate and treasure all your prayers, kind words, help, and remembrances. We ask that you continue. I am so thankful to my husband Bill, and my son, Camden for all of their love, support, and hugs. I have dedicated this blog to my niece, Libby Molloy.

to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
Isaiah 61:2-3

Today marks the one year anniversary of my younger sister Guenevere's passing. She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in January 2009, and was only with us for 3 more months. The year went by quickly, but some days were long and painful. Nothing could have prepared me for this grief and sorrow. It came unexpectedly, and is here to stay in varying degrees.

Some people don't do death well. They have no reference to it, or experience. They don't know what to say, and therefore don't say anything. The ones who do, usually have been through it. Some people are natural encouragers, sending cards, plants, flowers jewelry, phone calls, and prayers. I was surprised by those who showed kindness, and by those who didn't. It is not something to hold against anyone, as they could not possibly understand the depths of grief. The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18. He truly has been close.

I found grief to be quiet at times, and at others, gut-wrenchingly painful. Many days felt like my whole body was sore. The first week was so busy with funeral activity, that the magnitude of what happened did not hit until the following week. My job was to plan and purchase food for the reception for roughly 300 people. It was a helpful distraction.

It has been helpful to overcome this loss by: knowing Guen loved the Lord and is with Him, crying when I needed to, praying, reflecting, and talking about the sister that I miss so dearly. I never knew how much I loved her, until I lost her completely.

This blog has been therapy. Each entry has helped me face the loss. If you only knew the tears and anguish behind some of them. Once posted, the entries allowed me to boldly face the pain.

Another source of consolation has been www.griefshare.org I signed up for the daily emails. These people have been through it, and the emails are incredibly timely. Also, My brother-in-law, Dave kept up http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/guenmolloy during her illness.

I also pursued whatever is lovely, (Phil 4:8) by looking at many art blogs. It helped so much to have breaks of beauty and think about something else. I googled "art blogs", and the choices were endless. They are what encouraged me to create this blog.

Guen and Dave had a daughter, Libby. She is now 2 and 7 months old. I was fortunate to have Libby stay with me for a few days. She is her own person, but it is easy to catch glimpses of both parents in her. To say she is a joy, is an understatement. What a delightful gift Guen left behind. Here is the fabulous Libby this morning.

The other night we watched one of Guen's favorite childhood movies together, Disney's "The Rescuers" from 1977. I always associate Guen with this movie. I remember one birthday she received toys from the movie. She adopted a dog, and named it Penney, after the main character. One of the songs called, "Someone's Waiting For You", has some timely lyrics:

Always keep a little prayer in your pocket
and you're sure to see the light.
Soon there'll be joy and happiness
and your little world will be bright
Have faith little one
'Til your hopes and your wishes come true.
You must try to be brave little one.
Someone's waiting to love you

In closing, I hold on to a thought that came to my mind and sums up this year: Everything is broken, but the pieces are strong.

Pictures to Remember

2010-04-12T08:04:00.000-07:00

Here are some wedding pictures from May 1998. I was Guen's maid-of-honor, as she was mine. I was 5 months pregnant, and quite exhausted from doing all the wedding flowers. So glad I did!

Here is Guen with her then new husband, Dave Molloy.

The beautiful bride.

The new mommy in 2008.

Happy Easter

2010-04-04T04:00:00.000-07:00

Guen celebrates her second Easter with our Lord today. She rests in splendor and joy. After sunrise service, we will visit her grave, and place some lilies there.

Inspired by the old hymn:

So Guen cherished the old rugged Cross
Till her trophies at last she laid down
She clung to the old rugged Cross
And exchanged it today for a crown

Remembering

2010-04-03T09:00:00.000-07:00

I made up this bouquet for Easter with different types of white ranunculus, and sweet peas. It smells incredible:)

A dramatic change took place this time last year. Come quickly was the call...Guen doesn't have much time. I told her "You are precious to me." She said, "You were such a good sister to me".

A Day with Libby

2010-03-30T15:14:00.001-07:00

Yesterday I had a nice visit with Madame Butterfly herself. Libby is growing everyday and speaking very full sentences. Her vocabulary seems so advanced! The new Speedo is an early Easter present, along with a sun dress and a Strawberry Shortcake workbook. She still delights in Spongebob, and favors juice over milk. She enjoyed her spaghetti, and then off for a walk to the pool, but it was a little cool to swim. Overall she seems happy and content. Libby loves when everyone laughs together.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

2010-03-17T08:38:00.000-07:00

A card I made this year for me mum. Slainte!

Time is "March"ing On

2010-03-16T09:22:00.000-07:00

The fact that the 12th of the month comes and goes without upsetting me, must show some healing in my grief. At first I was so fearful of having to face it each month, then sad to relive it.

I had a new experience recently. I thought about calling Guen on the phone. For a few seconds I forgot I coudn't. I said in my mind, "I think I'm going to give Guen a call." Ooh weird.

A recent family birthday made me quite sad. Oh how I wished she was there for it.

There was an article in the paper for a cancer walk. Along with this they were asking for volunteers to participate in a cancer study for the next few years. The main information they needed were the volunteer's waist sizes. I did not understand the connection, so I looked it up. Waist measurements above 34.6 inches for women and 40.2 inches for men are strong indicators of cancer risk. Who knew?

Spring is coming. A baby bunny came to my back sliding door, got on his hind legs, and looked in. So cute!

The pictures are from 6 years ago. Guen was pretending to be one of those home shopping hostesses. She was quite good at it! Those were some fun, silly moments:)

Pray for Katrina

2010-03-02T12:02:00.000-08:00

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Reflecting

2010-02-26T09:15:00.000-08:00

I'm not in love with this Joni Mitchell song, but Amy Grant does a decent cover. I find the meaning profound and the words make me think of Guen.

Two Unexpected Surprises

2010-02-20T08:48:00.000-08:00

John James Audubon who in 1839 wrote of himself as "...one who never can cease to admire and to study with zeal and the most heartfelt reverence, the wonderful productions of an Almighty Creator."

We have lots of trees and vegetation in our backyard. Many birds fly around out there and I don't know what variety they are. One of them has a red breast, so I'll assume its a robin. The others have very pretty songs to sing and interesting colors. One day recently my son, Camden who is 11, was yelling to come to the back window to see something. He actually scared me, because he was practically yelling and couldn't get the words out. He said he saw a yellow bird with a black mask. Well I never saw it and was so bummed. Then I thought, "No, he must have made a mistake-that doesn't sound right."

Well wouldn't you know it, this morning I was sitting at our table looking out the same window and he appeared! I was so shocked and almost startled. I told him I saw the bird he was talking about, and he said a few times that he had not made it up. I found it online. It is a male yellowthroat warbler. We have the females too and they have no mask. They love our Acacia tree, and I have never seen it bloom so profusely as it is this year-must be from all the rain.

Last night Camden drew a picture and wrote on it "For Guen". I told him that was very nice and wondered what brought that on. He said he missed her. I was going to have him make a new one with corrections, but decided to leave it in its "original" form. I know it would bless Guen.

Her Birthday

2010-02-05T00:01:00.000-08:00

Dear Guen we miss you today. We will be thinking about you all day. Hope they serve the fudgiest cake in Heaven. The sun doesn't shine as bright anymore and its too quiet without you. Love, Noni-Bill-Camden.

Detecting Ovarian Cancer

2010-01-29T07:40:00.000-08:00

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Pray for Wendy

2010-01-21T09:54:00.001-08:00

I don't know this lovely mother, but after reading the blog we can all share in her pain.

Rejoice in Suffering?

2010-01-19T13:06:00.000-08:00

I have a friend who lost her daughter, due to a car accident 2 years ago. She still is not coping. This was in today's Grief Share email and may be the explanation:

In the Bible the apostle Paul says that you should rejoice in your suffering. This advice sounds incredible, especially when you are in the midst of pain.

"Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us" (Romans 5:3-5).

After looking closer at Paul's words, you will realize that he is not saying to be glad about what happened, not at all! He tells you that you are to use your suffering as a time of personal growth in which you ultimately experience an outpouring of God's love into your heart.

Dr. Ray Pritchard says, "Christians who most deeply experience the love of God are those who have not fought against God at the point of their suffering, but they've said, 'Lord, I don't understand. God, this doesn't make any sense. I wish this would go away, but, Lord, I'm going to cooperate with You. I'm going to walk with You through this.'

"Through that, God gives them perseverance; He develops character; character becomes hope, and in the end, their hearts are soft, and then they experience the love of God."

Lord, I'm not happy with this, but I will make the best of it. Pour out Your Spirit on me, and give me perseverance, character, and hope. Lord, I sure need hope. Amen.

What a Difference a Year Makes

2010-01-15T08:50:00.000-08:00

I have been anticipating today's date for quite awhile. This day last year was the day that everything changed. I remember the call that my sister had cancer.
It would be so easy to fall to pieces, but I'm not going to do that. No, today I will think about the people of Haiti, how they have lost loved ones, and have no food and shelter. I will be thankful that our Guenevere is safely tucked into Heaven with all of her needs met.

Nine Months Ago

2010-01-12T14:07:00.000-08:00

Today is the nine month anniversary since Guen's passing, and I am relieved to say that the 12th of every month is not as bitter a pill as it was in earlier months. Today though, we will celebrate the "Incredible Edible Libby" and her take on the New Year. She is celebrating 2000 plus 10 with ten fingers. Yesterday she told me she could see her shadow. I painted her nails, and there was too much excitement for a nap, but she started to get tired. She has a toy dinosaur. SpongeBob is king. I love her soft spoken ways.

The Unexpected

2010-01-05T21:56:00.000-08:00

I was looking up fonts and came across some really nice ones for a new project. The artist, named Sara, had made a design statement so I looked up some of her other stuff. She started doing alot of projects when she lost her leg to cancer years ago. I felt inspired and read more about her. I was surprised that she had documented so many aspects of her life, and even more surprised to discover that she died 2 weeks before Guen did. This statement regarding her blog was written by her boyfriend:

"She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life."

Reading his process of grief reminded me of our own struggles. The last entry he made was in Sept. 09 and he was drowning in sorrow. I am learning so much about grief and how universal it is. I could feel the anguish through his words.

Goodbye 2009

2009-12-31T16:10:00.000-08:00

As this year comes to a close, I look forward to not only a happy new year but also a happy new decade. I will go into 2010 with the certainty of knowing that the only way Guen could be well was for her to be taken from this imperfect world and ushered into Paradise. She is healed and whole now. We all wanted her to get better, and the prayer was answered in God's way.

We have all been met with countless challenges that have been life altering in differing ways. Friends and family can inspire and encourage each other, but the thing we most need is the peace that surpasses all understanding. All anyone can do is ask for strength from the One who is capable of providing it. I bid you a Happy New Year from the Prince of Peace.

Sister, You're such an Angel to Me

2009-12-19T16:55:00.000-08:00

I purchased this ornament this year for my tree, in my sister's memory. Back in the day, Precious Moments was something I was fond of. I was not a big collector, but when we drove across country, we did stop at the headquarters and saw the famous chapel. I was surprised how extraordinary it was. So being nostalgic, this ornament caught my eye, because its a little red-headed girl holding something. I noticed she was holding a little angel in a gift box and thought, wow!-and for a split second I was reminded that Guen was such a gift to me. In the next few seconds I gasped when I realized what it said..."For my sister". It was a wierd-sad-happy-light headed-moment all rolled into one.

On the 12th day of Christmas

2009-12-12T18:42:00.000-08:00

Today marks 8 months since Guen passed. You don't realize how precious some gifts are, until you lose them. No one was to know that Guen would be with us for such a limited time. I made lots of assumptions about the future, and had big plans and dreams for us. I completely took for granted that she would just be there-only a phone call away.

This picture is from Easter 2006. As you may know, Guen went to be with the Lord, on His day-Easter Sunday 2009. It was taken in Newport Beach at the outdoor mall, Fashion Island. Guen was a tremendous gift to my mother. Living so close, they spent a lot of time together. This picture is precious to me.

On the 11th Day of Christmas

2009-12-11T08:32:00.000-08:00

Guen's treasured gifts were her family. She was very happily married to Dave. She never said an unkind word about him in their 11 years of marriage. Trust me...she's my sister and she would have told me! lol:) I know she loved him dearly and for good reason. The love and care that he showered on my sister for so many years has also blessed her extended family. Their picture is from Thanksgiving 2005.

Guen lost a baby, through miscarriage, that they call "baby Gus". They are together now in Heaven.

The other joy in Guen's life was her daughter, Elizabeth, known to all as Libby. What a dream come true to have a baby girl and the beautiful Libby at that! Through all her pain, suffering, and despair, she only had to look at baby girl for encouragement. God's grace helped her to endure, but the gift of Libby was a special encouragement and source of strength. There they are in Oregon, 2009.

On the 10th Day of Christmas

2009-12-10T07:41:00.000-08:00

These Angel Wings are being sold on etsy and I love the concept. The artist, Lana Manis, rolls up individual pages from vintage books. I randomly found the angel wing tea-light holders a few months ago, and have left them up everyday.The picture is a family photo of Thanksgiving 2004. Guenevere will always be our angel.

On the 9th Day of Christmas

2009-12-09T08:00:00.000-08:00

This is Christmas 2001 at our old house. We did a buffet instead of a sit down dinner. Guen was really into Nick Chavez hair products at the time.

On the 8th Day of Christmas

2009-12-08T09:11:00.000-08:00

This is 2002 at my old house and we were celebrating Thanksgiving. We had no idea that would be our last holidays there, as a new house was in our future. We lived there over 9 years. The domino game is called "Mexican Train" and is a family favorite. Our table is never short of beverages.

On the 7th Day of Christmas

2009-12-07T08:59:00.000-08:00

This is Christmas 2003 at the Molloys'. This was the first Christmas in their new house.

On the 6th Day of Christmas

2009-12-06T09:00:00.000-08:00

Here we are in 2004 for another California Christmas. Those were dates hanging off the palm trees in the Molloy backyard that day. The picture of Guenevere with Camden is another of my all time favorites. We had a lot of laughter and fun during the holidays. I miss her calling me for advice.

On the 5th Day of Christmas

2009-12-05T08:00:00.000-08:00

Here we are at my house for 2005. Guen collected Royal Albert's Country Roses, so I was gifting her collection.

On the 4th Day of Christmas

2009-12-04T12:39:00.001-08:00

Christmas 2006 at Guen's house. I brought the food and set up an appetizer buffet. I like these pictures because Guen looks so relaxed.

On the 3rd Day of Christmas

2009-12-03T09:38:00.000-08:00

This was Christmas 2007 at Guens house. It was Libby's first Christmas, and she was 3 months old. Guen made a fabulous meal that night...way too much food! I remember salmon, chicken, and beef with all the trimmings.

On the 2nd Day of Christmas

2009-12-02T10:50:00.000-08:00

This was last year at my house. I remembering thinking days after it was over, that it was a particularly nice Christmas. When we found out that Guen was sick the following month in January, I was reminded of this. She had talked about her upcoming surgery that night as it was really on her mind. Because she was going to a very special doctor, I had no worries for her...convinced she would be all right.

The 12 Days Of Christmas

2009-12-01T10:17:00.000-08:00

Guen loved Christmas and planning special dishes. I always looked forward to what she was going to make, because it would be delicious. She was a happy person and always looked forward to the future. Here she is helping to carve the turkey, Thanksgiving 2008.

Abundant Blessings

2009-11-19T19:08:00.000-08:00

Praying that your Thanksgiving is filled with God's abundant love, and blessed with all the good things He takes such joy in giving.

This photo has always been my favorite picture of Guen. It captured something special. I don't know if I ever showed it to her. It was taken on Thanksgiving 2003.

Keep Your Fork

2009-11-01T14:43:00.000-08:00

Consider the following true story about one dear woman who had followed the Savior and worshiped in the sanctuary of her church for nearly 70 years. She’d been diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only days to live. As she was getting her things "in order," the Pastor was called to her bed to discuss her final wishes. She told him which songs and scriptures she wanted at the service and what outfit she wanted to wear.

As the Pastor was leaving, the lady suddenly cried out, "Wait. There's one more little thing. I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand." The Pastor didn’t know what to say. "So that puzzles you, does it?" the lady asked the Pastor.

Then she explained: "In over 70 years of attending community socials and dinners, church functions and birthday parties, seems like every time some one would tell me, 'Keep your fork.' I liked to hear that because it meant something better was coming, like chocolate cake or pickled pears or pecan pie, something sweet and wonderful. So now I want my friends and family to remember me with a fork in my hand and when they ask, ‘What's with the fork?’ I want you to tell them: ‘Keep your fork, the best is yet to come.’"

The Pastor became teary eyed as he kissed his dear friend good-bye. He realized that, though he had been trained in theological mysteries, she had a far better grasp of eternity. For though she had lived a fine, long life, she KNEW something better was yet to come.

At the funeral, many, many people walked by the casket, for she was greatly admired in the community. They all saw the fork. Over and over, the Pastor was asked, "Why the fork?" And over and over he only smiled and said, “The best is yet to come.” During his message, he told what the fork had meant to her, and how he couldn’t stop thinking about it, and that now each one in the audience wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about the fork, either. For you who are godly and well loved of the Savior and your neighbor, the best is yet to come.-Author Unknown

CARA Scholarships Awarded

2009-10-24T09:25:00.000-07:00

In my May 20th posting I mentioned a CARA scholarship named in my sisters honor. Yesterday, October 23, 2009, The Guenevere T. Molloy scholarship was presented to two recipients. The luncheon and ceremony took place at the Crown Plaza Hotel in Irvine, California, as part of their 16th annual statewide conference.
Guen was a previous treasurer for CARA, and she had a lot of friends in the organization. James, the former president of CARA spoke such kind words about her, along with Kimberley and Christy. My brother-in-law, Dave, spoke as well with loving memories of who his wife was. My mom and I were so honored to be included in such a heartfelt and tearful tribute to our Guenevere. Clearly she had touched and blessed their lives.

James shared a verse,

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

This is quoted and thought of often. Many people hold on to it as a life verse. Not coincidentally, last week the verse had a new freshness for me when the word "hope" had jumped off the page. Somehow I had missed that word all these years and just dwelled on the idea of future. We can grasp on to this present hope. Its part of His plan for us. He is truly The Living Word.

Six month Anniversary

2009-10-12T16:47:00.000-07:00

Today marks the sixth month since Guen went to be with the Lord. Oh how she loved her dogs over the years. Here she is with Penny. These song lyrics (David Crowder Band) sum up how I feel:

after night
comes the light
dawn is here
it’s a new day

everything will change
things will never be the same
we will never be the same

Guenevere we miss you and will always love you!

For Libby

2009-10-01T18:44:00.000-07:00

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Breast Cancer Awareness

2009-10-01T11:18:00.000-07:00

October is breast cancer awareness month. Evelyn Lauder, daughter-in-law of Estee Lauder,took these pictures as a fundraiser for breast cancer research. They are so sweet and vintage. She founded the Breast Cancer Research Foundation, the highest rated charity of its type. She also developed the pink ribbons that are now ubiquitous. Her website is: http://www.evelynlauder.com/ and http://www.bcrfcure.org/

Fun Coincidence

2009-09-30T16:27:00.000-07:00

Well I mentioned last week about "Strictly Ballroom". This week on "Dancing With the Stars", Baz Luhrmann was the guest host! What are the chances? He was really great I thought. The show is an American version of the British "Strictly Come Dancing", which took the name from Guen's favorite movie that Baz wrote and directed.

The second song on the play list is the theme from the movie. Just click on the right arrow on My Playlist to hear it.

2009-09-23T19:19:00.000-07:00

"Love is in the Air" is the theme music to Strictly Ballroom, one of Guen's favorite movies. Scott Hastings is a champion caliber ballroom dancer, but much to the chagrin of the Australian ballroom dance community, Scott believes in dancing “his own steps”. Fran is a beginning dancer and a bit of an ugly duckly who has the audacity to ask to be Scott’s partner after his unorthodox style causes his regular partner to dance out of his life. Together, these two misfits try to win the Australian Pan Pacific Championships and show the Ballroom Confederation that they are wrong when they say, “there are no new steps!” This film was one of the first mocumentaries and made by Baz Luhrmann. His other movies include Romeo & Juliet, Moulin Rouge!, and Australia.

A Great Reminder

2009-09-22T09:58:00.000-07:00

PAUSE THE MUSIC ON MY PLAYLIST TO HEAR THIS VIDEO.

You Gotta Have Friends

2009-09-22T09:04:00.000-07:00

I have been so blest throughout my life to have many amazing friends of all ages. They rallied around me with prayer, kindness, and gifts during Guen's illness. This is another remembrance given to me by a dear friend, Rosemeri. Since plants and flowers obviously die, I am so happy to have treasures that I can keep and show Libby some day.

Thank you Rolling Stones!

2009-09-17T11:11:00.000-07:00

Guen would love Susan's new song, "Wild Horses", originally by the Rolling Stones. What a fun success story!

Five Months Ago

2009-09-12T21:54:00.000-07:00

I miss you terribly Guen. Oh how I wish things could be different. I take comfort in knowing that you are extremely happy where you are. You dwell in joy now. I still don't understand...maybe I never will. The Holy Spirit continues to act as comforter, just like He said He would. You took so much with you and you left so many wonderful things behind. I ask God all the time to tell you how much I love you and miss you. It could be my imagination but I can hear you in my mind say "I know Noni, I know."

09-09-09

2009-09-09T18:35:00.000-07:00

It was a big day today! The famous Libby turned 2. What a precious gift she is. These are some of the gifts she got. Both sets of grandparents popped in to wish Libby a great day.

Color of Hope

2009-08-27T13:16:00.001-07:00

Loreal has a cosmetics collection specifically for Ovarian Cancer awareness.

September is Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month. Each year, nearly 22,000 women are diagnosed with the disease and during this month, L'Oréal Paris would like to exceed 22,000 visits to the site. When you visit, you're helping to spread awareness. You'll also discover inspiring messages from survivors and L'Oréal Paris spokespeople, along with ways to help support the cause, including the Color of Hope Cosmetics Collections.www.lorealcolorofhope.com.

Nancyslist.org

2009-08-26T11:55:00.000-07:00

A lady named Nancy, has miraculously survived Stage 4 Ovarian Cancer, and has been cancer free for 2 years. She started an online community, like a craigslist, to help people with all kinds of cancer. Check out her website:

Nancy’s List is a grassroots movement committed to significantly improving the lives of the many people in our community who are living with cancer and those who love and care for them. The epidemic of cancer demands an innovative response. We cannot rely on the healthcare system to focus on the many challenges that come with a cancer diagnosis but we can rely on ourselves and our desire to serve and our generosity of spirit and reach out and support the courage and bravery and resilience of our neighbors. We invite you to open your heart and join us.

Teal Toes

2009-08-26T11:40:00.000-07:00

There is a new way to bring Ovarian Cancer awareness. Many people are painting their toe nails in a shade of teal for the month of September. Three nail polish companies are donating proceeds from their teal color. Check out the website for lots more info:

Welcome to Teal Toes!

Our mission is to raise awareness of ovarian cancer.

How? By painting your toenails teal, the ovarian cancer color. By getting your friends to paint their toenails teal too, and then by talking with people when they ask about it, to make sure that they know the signs of this whispering killer.

Any time of year is good for teal toes, but we especially recommend September, the ovarian cancer awareness month!

Four Month Anniversary

2009-08-12T07:49:00.000-07:00

Today marks the fourth month of my sister's passing. I know she is resting in God's perfect peace. In her honour, I am showing the gift and card she gave my son for his first Easter. This is significant because she died on the morning of Easter Sunday. I am so glad that in my sentimental saving, I have all these treasures to share. The outer envelope is funny.

From Griefshare

2009-08-11T10:10:00.000-07:00

Life is marked by losses. Some are life changing, such as leaving home, the effects of natural disasters or war, the death of a loved one, or divorce. Others are subtle, like changing jobs, moving, or a broken friendship. But whether you encounter family, personal, or community disaster, there is always potential for change, growth, and new insight.

QVC

2009-07-28T09:23:00.000-07:00

On August 1, 2009, 2 pm Eastern/11 am Pacific, QVC will host Super Saturday Live, a nationally televised sales event featuring designer products in support of the Ovarian Cancer Research Fund (OCRF). The net proceeds from this event will be donated to OCRF to advance ovarian cancer research, raise awareness of the disease, and eventually find a cure.

In support of the fight against ovarian cancer, QVC has invited top brand names and companies to donate high-quality apparel, accessories, beauty, jewelry, and home goods at wholesale cost. This merchandise will be sold during the Super Saturday Live event both on QVC's broadcast and QVC.com with all net proceeds benefiting OCRF. In 2007, Super Saturday 10 – which boasted a number of top brand names, media attention, and celebrity attendees – raised over $3.2 million with all proceeds benefiting OCRF. Check out the brands that have partnered with QVC and OCRF this year to make this event a success (this is an abbreviated list):

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Ovarian Cancer 2009

2009-07-28T08:52:00.000-07:00

There is no denying that the following statistics are alarming. It is good to have the information if you are at all concerned. My sister recently died from Ovarian Cancer so I went and had as many tests as were recommended. All of my tests came back negative. I took my son to see a Martial Arts expert 2 weeks ago. He happened to mention that his wife was diagnosed with ovarian cancer 8 years ago! I do not know all of her details but he said she was fine now. Some will survive. Here are some basic highlights:

The American Cancer Society estimates that over 21,550 women will be diagnosed with ovarian cancer and an estimated 14,600 will die of the disease in the United States in 2009.

In the U.S., 1 in 71 women are at risk of getting invasive ovarian cancer during their lifetime.

The lifetime risk of developing invasive ovarian cancer and dying from it are 1 in 95.

Ovarian cancer causes more deaths than any other type of female reproductive cancer.

The overall five-year survival rate for ovarian cancer is 46% compared to over 89% for breast cancer.

Ovarian cancer survival rates have not improved as extensively as those of some other cancers that affect primarily women; for example, women diagnosed with breast cancer from 1975 to 1979 experienced a five-year survival rate of 75 percent and today this rate is 89%.

The risk of developing ovarian cancer increases with age and it is primarily diagnosed in post-menopausal women- about two-thirds of women diagnosed with the disease are 55 years or older.

The cause of the disease is unknown and it is often referred to as “the whispering disease” because the signs and symptoms are vague and often mimic other digestive and gastrointestinal disorders.

• Ovarian cancer at its early stage usually has no obvious symptoms or very subtle ones. Symptoms may include:

• persistent bloating or swelling
• pelvic or abdominal pain or pressure
• vague but persistent gastrointestinal upset such as indigestion, gas or nausea
• unexplained weight gain or loss, especially weight gain in the abdominal region without an increase in food intake
• feeling of fullness even after a light meal
• unexplained changes in bowel habits (constipation or diarrhea)
• frequency and/or urgency of urination in absence of an infection
• back or leg pain
• pain during intercourse
• menstrual irregularities
• ongoing fatigue
• abnormal post-menopausal vaginal bleeding

O Happy Day

2009-07-27T13:07:00.000-07:00

Lyrics to a song we sang in church yesterday made me think of Guen:

When I stand, in that place
Free at last, meeting face to face
I am Yours Jesus You are mine
Endless joy, perfect peace
Earthly pain finally will cease
Celebrate Jesus is alive
He's alive

How Am I Doing?

2009-07-27T12:37:00.000-07:00

Thanks for the prayers everyone. I appreciate and need them so much.

You never really know how much you love someone until they are gone. Daily I am reminded of this. I keep finding what I call treasures; gifts and cards from her for all different occasions over the years. The daily crying has turned into moments of crying. There are times when I cannot believe what has happened, and other times it is crystal clear what has taken place. Daily obligations propel me into activity, but there are constant reminders. I can tell you that God has a plan and that she is in heaven. We should rejoice in that. I know it is true. On paper it all sounds wonderful. However there is the emotional side of it. The side that also knows that she will not be here for Thanksgiving dinner, for Christmas day, and for her daughters 2nd birthday. The pain can be very intense. I have forced myself not to dwell on it because nothing can change the situation. The days are easy...the moments are hard. I have to do laundry and meals, and take my son to swim lessons. All these things fill a day and the time passes on.

I have lots of support from wonderful family and friends, like you. People want to help so bad, but truthfully all anyone can do is pray. Pray that we don't succumb to the grief, that we can sleep through the night, and help support her husband and daughter.

Obituary

2009-07-23T12:33:00.000-07:00

For anyone who did not get to see my sister's obituary (slightly edited):

In Loving Memory
GUENEVERE TERESA MOLLOY
02/05/1973 -4/12/2009

Guenevere “Guen” Teresa, 36, of CA went home to be with the Lord on Easter Sunday, April 12, 2009 in CA. She is survived by her husband David, daughter Elizabeth (Libby) , parents, Joseph and Margaret, sister, Veronica, 2 brothers, Kenny and Stephen. Also many aunts, uncles, cousins and family members. Visitation will be from 5 to 7 p.m. Thursday with a Rosary at 7 p.m. at Bobbitt Memorial Chapel, 1299 E. Highland Ave. San Bernardino, CA. Mass of the Christian Burial will be 10 a.m. Friday, April 17, 2009 at St. Adelaide Catholic Church, 27457 Baseline, Highland, CA with interment to follow at Our Lady Queen of Peace Cemetery, Colton, Ca.

Angel in the Sky

2009-07-21T11:16:00.000-07:00

This is sweet Libby, who will be 2 years old on 9-09-09. The painting arrived in the mail a few days ago. It is from a long time friend, Dot, who knew Guen since she was 9. On the back it says "Angel in the Sky for Libby 2009-Remember Guen". The reason this is so special, is like Libby, her mom died when she was a very little girl. She wanted her to know that throughout her life, she felt that her mom was always there, watching over her-especially during the bad times. The angel is leading a choir of angels with one hand, and the other hand is holding a heart with an "L" for Libby. A special thank you to Dot! The thoughtfulness of others continue to touch us.

Do the Next Thing

2009-07-15T09:13:00.000-07:00

I went to a conference years ago, and Elizabeth Elliot was the main speaker. When she was young, she told her mother about some huge drama over a boy. Her mom told her to start her chores. She replied "But mother I will just die!" to which her mother responded, "Then iron while you die dear, iron while you die!" When grief or any challenge strikes, just look around...what needs to be done? Do the next thing. She quoted this poem (author unknown):

From an old English parsonage down by the sea
There came in the twilight a message to me;
Its quaint Saxon legend, deeply engraven,
Hath, it seems to me, teaching from Heaven.
And on through the doors the quiet words ring
Like a low inspiration: “DO THE NEXT THING.”

Many a questioning, many a fear,
Many a doubt, hath its quieting here.
Moment by moment, let down from Heaven,
Time, opportunity, and guidance are given.
Fear not tomorrows, child of the King,
Trust them with Jesus, do the next thing

Do it immediately, do it with prayer;
Do it reliantly, casting all care;
Do it with reverence, tracing His hand
Who placed it before thee with earnest command.
Stayed on Omnipotence, safe 'neath His wing,
Leave all results, do the next thing

Looking for Jesus, ever serener,
Working or suffering, be thy demeanor;
In His dear presence, the rest of His calm,
The light of His countenance be thy psalm,
Strong in His faithfulness, praise and sing.
Then, as He beckons thee, do the next thing.

Three Month Anniversary

2009-07-13T10:58:00.000-07:00

This weekend I attended my high school reunion. I had been looking forward to it since last year. I let my classmates from the Christian high school know about my sister via email and asked for their prayers when she was diagnosed with the cancer. When I arrived, they all had let me know how much they had prayed for and thought about Guen's plight. I talked to Natalie later in the evening. She lost her little daughter a couple of years ago due to an illness they did not know she had.

I really wanted to know what she had learned from it all. She spoke about having every foundation crumble. All things known about God were questioned and for the first time in her life she was angry with God. A grief support group via GriefShare.com and the book, "Heaven", by Randy Alcorn helped her a lot. She continued to cry daily and her husband got very busy. They eventually adopted a new 6 month baby girl. She struggles with knowing that God heals people everyday and knowing that He chose not to heal her daughter, Savannah.

While I talked with her, Sue was standing there with us. She had been a missionary to China for 13 years. After listening to everything we said, she told us about the suffering that she had witnessed on many levels and that the despair was, at times, overwhelming. Close friends are now in a Chinese jail being tortured for their Christian beliefs. The persecution is so great for believers there (the growing underground church) that she realized over time that these people would have a closeness to the Lord that she would probably never have. Many go through their entire lives with only expected challenges, like the death of an elderly parent. She reminded me about the "Fellowship of the Suffering" talked about in Philippians 3:10, and told Natalie and I, that we are a part of that. The night was wonderful and I had a great time, but talking to these women was really a divine appointment.

Three months have passed since Guen died on April 12th. That is a sentence I wish I never had to write.

What a View

2009-07-07T09:16:00.000-07:00

Cool, crisp, air and sunshine. I love when you need a light sweater in July! We were facing the lighthouse.

Pigeon Point Lighthouse

2009-07-07T09:05:00.000-07:00

We stopped in Pescadero, on the way home. This picture is for my brother-in-law, Dave, who loves lighthouses! The 115-foot Pigeon Point Lighthouse, one of the tallest lighthouses in America, has been guiding mariners since 1872. It is still an active U.S. Coast Guard aid to navigation using a 24 inch Aero Beacon.

A Lucky Find

2009-07-07T08:59:00.000-07:00

Back from vacation...we went hiking in the Redwoods and happened upon many patches of shamrocks. I took this picture for Guen.

Thoughts of Comfort

2009-06-27T08:17:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-24T07:34:00.000-07:00

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

Anne Frank

Encouraging Art

2009-06-23T08:22:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-13T18:24:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-12T08:03:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-07T14:07:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-02T08:23:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-01T17:55:00.000-07:00

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.

Gravesite

2009-05-29T17:55:00.000-07:00

Here are some pictures of Guenevere's grave stone. Tis' a nice location on a hill. Her husband, Dave, will be buried next to her someday. These are the views from front and back. Its actually very pretty, and there are some lovely flowers planted close by. I miss her dearly.

2009-05-28T08:53:00.001-07:00

A Heartfelt Tear

2009-05-27T12:45:00.000-07:00

Some people have the gift of compassion. Others are fearful of it and avoid the subject completely. A wonderful friend sent this poem to me:

HEARTFELT TEAR
So close are the angels to those that grieve.
So close in Heaven to those who believe.
'Tho difficult it is to sometimes see beyond the sorrow,
Memories will help to comfort your tomorrow.
For love leaves a path that no one can steal,
And time is the element that it takes to heal.
The heartfelt tears you feel today
Is the delight you felt from yesterday.
So look inside the chambers of your heart
To see that you are not really apart.
When sorrow comes, just look above
Tears belong to those who had love.
True love never dies…….I Cor 13

Scholarship

2009-05-20T07:36:00.000-07:00

On behalf of the Board of Directors of the California Advancement Researchers Association (CARA) < http://www.caresearchers.org >,we have unanimously voted to re-name our existing conference scholarship in memory of Guen, who once served as CARA's treasurer. The naming of the scholarship in Guen's honor and memory will be in perpetuity.

I remember how genuinely kind and helpful she was to me when I first joined the CARA Board in January 2007 and it is
evident that her loss has left a void in our profession and deeply saddened numerous research colleagues who knew her closely and whose lives she touched. We wish to honor her spirit and her service and dedication to our profession by renaming our existing annual conference scholarship in her memory.

Kind Regards,
Kimberly A. Ordunio

Testing 1,2,3...

2009-05-19T09:05:00.000-07:00

I was told last week by a genetic cancer counselor that I am high risk for cancer. They are running all sorts of tests and so far everything is coming back normal. I am not worried about all this btw, as I gave it up to prayer. I just hung up with the nurse who gave a follow up call to say that my pelvic ultrasound was labeled as "unremarkable" and that the mammogram was benign. Looking forward to more tests coming back. This is new for me. I usually operate under a spirit of fear, telling myself I'd rather not know. Those days are over.

Prayers of the Faithful

2009-05-19T08:50:00.000-07:00

When you get the news that you are pregnant, the thought never leaves your mind. For the duration, you are consumed with thoughts of everything "baby." I feel the same way about losing someone close. Everyday I wake up, and it takes just a few seconds before I am aware all over again...oh yes, my sister. I know that He knows, but sometimes I remind Him: God, I lost my sister.

During one of our visits in the hospital, she commented that she would pray for those who were praying for her. I thought that was so nice, and truthfully something I never thought of. I pray for people and situations that come to mind, but it never occurred to me, to pray for those AS they were praying for me. I knew it was a gift to hold onto when she spoke of it.

Sharing Grief

2009-05-14T16:45:00.000-07:00

If you ever need it, Griefshare.org is a website dedicated to people going through loss and grief, and it has been very helpful to me. You can sign up for their emails.

There have been some really low moments and I felt like my emotions were affecting me physically. It is common to experience anxiety and worry many times in life. This was something different. Never before have I felt so overcome with sadness upon learning that my 35 year old sister had cancer. The shock manifested itself into this constant state of soreness. I consciously forced myself to relax and really focus on being healthy. When I called her friend back East to let her know, my bones hurt. The next day came an email from Griefshare. In it was a verse from Psalms about David crying out to the Lord in his sorrow, telling Him that his bones hurt! Wow- grief takes on many forms.

Happy Mother's Day!

2009-05-10T19:58:00.001-07:00

You were a wonderful mum to Libby Guen! Happy Mother's Day to you dear sister. I am so glad you got to fulfill your dream of becoming a mother. This picture was taken Easter 2008.

One of Her Many Talents

2009-05-07T07:27:00.000-07:00

Guen was a fabulous cook. She made this fresh fruit salad for Easter 2008. We would take turns cooking for the various holidays.

Yesterday I asked my brother-in-law for any of Guen's recipes that she was famous for. He made copies of 2 pie recipes and gave them to me. She was famous for the pumpkin one. We have all tasted pumpkin pie before but this one has whiskey in it and oh my! We made sure she always made it for Thanksgiving. The other one is apple and it was amazing. I was looking through some pictures and I was shocked to find this one...didn't know I had it. This picture is from Thanksgiving 2008 and I am so thankful.

What a Difference a Day Makes

2009-05-06T07:52:00.001-07:00

On Jan. 15, my mom called earlier than expected. My sister's planned surgery to remove an abdominal cyst was scheduled for that morning. I guesstimated when it would be finished and about the time that I would get the call that she was fine and in recovery. When I saw the time and the caller id said it was my mom, I thought "Cool! easier, quicker surgery than expected."

I cheerfully answered the phone. The call was to let me know that the surgeon interrupted the surgery to inform my brother-in-law that he had discovered cancer. I remember pounding my granite island over and over. I kept saying "No! Oh No! "

My mom asked me to look up some flight info as her surgery was in a different state. I had incredible difficulty focusing. I went upstairs right after that, while we were still talking. I started packing and was done so quickly. I didn't know if I needed to get on a plane that day. The trip actually came later. As I was packing, I said to God, “This is big...this is really really big!” How I longed for January 14th again. The flowers are from the reception.

Forced to Simplify

2009-05-05T08:42:00.000-07:00

We can all make a list about what we feel is most important. When Guen became sick, my list was instantly simplified. Every choice that followed became so basic. Anything extra was cut out. Meals were simple. Shopping was only for necessities. I stopped watching most tv... just a dvd here and there to unwind. Life had a new schedule. I was on the phone, texting constantly and back and forth to the hospital,etc.

What is most important? In this situation, the list was reduced to 2 things; good health and fervent prayer.

Underestimating the Power of Friendship

2009-05-04T11:19:00.000-07:00

I have been blessed with many friends, and most of you know that I come from a huge family. I also know many from church and the community. This was an ordeal of such magnitude that I let people know right away when I learned that my sister had cancer. I needed their prayers! Although I had talked about her, no one had really ever met her before. I knew they would pray, but I really didn't think everyone would care so much. I expected a lot less from them. I underestimated them.

Many felt genuinely sorry about the whole situation. The amount of emails, phone calls, cards, flowers, and even gifts has been nothing short of amazing. Lots of my friends have called and emailed to check on me and I am so grateful. I belong to a club and we meet once a month. I had mentioned about my sister's passing only to the director, because I couldn't participate for a week. To my surprise she commented that her mother had died of Ovarian Cancer at the age of 42. Everyone has a loss story in some form. I just didn't expect to meet someone from a lighthearted outlet that would mirror my story. She gave me a beautiful bracelet with words of inspiration and a frame charm for a picture of my sister.

A burden shared is a burden halved.

Asking A Lot

2009-05-01T08:37:00.000-07:00

Almost every time I would talk to Guen, she would say, "God is asking a lot of me", and I agreed. As much as I wanted my sister healed, I earnestly prayed for God's will. His choices are perfect and mine are self-serving. I had some fear/notion that her being out of pain may include her death. Everything I read about Ovarian Cancer indicated to me that this would have to be a miracle that God had not worked yet, or anyone had documented. The nature of having stage 4 cancer means your time is limited. Ovarian is a hormonal cancer and goes through your whole system.

I remember feeling that she might be holding on too tightly. It caused some anxiety for me. There came a day when she said she was resolved to leave everything in His hands. When I read that on her CaringBridge update, from her husband Dave, I was so relieved. I remember that moment with crystal clarity. I thought that Doctors and medicine are good things, but have so many limitations. In God's hands we could move forward.

The picture is of my Thanksgiving table in 2006. My sister was sick with some normal virus and couldn't join us. Of course I understood, but I remember being really bummed that she wasn't there.

Keeping the Faith

2009-05-01T08:08:00.000-07:00

Guen was not one to tear people down. I have felt strongly that one of our biggest jobs is to encourage and build others up. God says you are either for Him or against Him. It is His kindness that leads to repentance. If you have encountered someone who is critical, you feel like fleeing. You feel that they are not for you, but against you. My sister was the opposite of that. We had lots of talks about what God expects of us, and how to do this thing called life.

Never assuming, or pretending to have clarity, she was always concerned about others feelings and doing the right thing. There were times when she lost patience, but ever so briefly. If I had any sort of heads up, I would have loved to write down things she said verbatim. Not having this type of foresight, I will have to recall much from memory.

At one time she was a runner. Guen fought the good fight, she finished the race, and she kept the faith (referring to 2Timothy 4:7) Her funeral was 2 weeks ago. Her race happened to be very short.

The Life of a Butterfly

2009-04-30T07:39:00.001-07:00

A few years back I went to see the monarchs that migrated to Monterey, California. We can learn a lot from the beautiful butterfly. It has to struggle out of a cocoon. If it has any help, it will die. When it emerges from the dismal gray shell, it flies away in all its radiant color. Continuing its celebration of color, it lands on various flowers and shrubs for the nourishing nectar. Something hit me when I learned that butterflies only live for two weeks. Wow...all that struggle and ultimate beauty for only 2 weeks! Why bother?

Clearly it does not know how short its life span. The butterfly emerges, does its job, and is extinguished. We enjoy its unique beauty and appreciate its efforts at pollination. The butterfly blesses us for a short time and we are thankful.

Time Like the Present

2009-04-28T09:27:00.000-07:00

There's plenty of time! I use to think so. You have seen all those books covering things to see or do before you die. I can guarantee that my sister had done none of those. Yet, she still managed to carve out a life for herself. As the years progressed, I think she had shifted her dreams and goals. I remember her feeling guilty that she waited so long to have a child, worried about finances and projects at work. The worry was for not, because she was going to encounter fertility problems. When she finally got pregnant, she would have a miscarriage. Her second pregnancy required hospitalized bedrest. She gave birth to a perfect, lovely baby girl, whom she would leave her job for, and become a stay at home mom.

She enjoyed being a mother, however she had some health problems. She called often and would talk about different pains that had to do with endometriosis and thoughts of maybe a bladder/kidney infection. After many doctor visits and ER visits, it was discovered that she had a cyst that would need to come out. Her baby was 16 months when the cancer was discovered. She lived until her little girl was 19 months. She was just getting started...even talked about homeschooling. Where did the time go?

Picking Up the Pieces

2009-04-25T09:35:00.000-07:00

My sister is out of pain and she is in heaven. I thought I was spiritually mature enough, for that to be enough. At the moment it is not. So many questions with no answers. My mom brought up an obvious point. She was just getting her life started...how could her job on earth be finished? So many people that were apart of my childhood surfaced for the funeral activities. The outpouring of love and emotion will always be treasured. I still get cards in the mail, which is so nice. I don't even know how people found out about it. In a million years I would never think that we would have all gathered from all over to share in the sorrow.

A Week Ago Today

2009-04-24T10:03:00.000-07:00

Last friday we buried my sister. It seems like it may have been 2 days ago, but not an entire week. I know she is in heaven. I know she is out of pain. These are wonderful things. What I don't know is why God chooses to heal so many people, young and old, on this earth. What is the purpose of her dying? What am I to learn from this experience? I may never get these answers. In the mean time I am very aware of God's presence and that everything seems so quiet now.
A few days before the funeral I wanted to put together a flower arrangement with gerbera daisies. I went to about 6 stores shopping for the reception and never found them. You can find those everywhere! At the cemetery, I noticed there were gerberas in her casket spray and I promised myself I would toss one in her grave if we could. I grabbed a deep pink gerbera for me, and a light pink rose for my mum. I know its seems small, but it was poignant at that moment.

Ordered Chaos

2009-04-22T10:03:00.000-07:00

Death causes instant order. Whatever is going on in a person's life comes to a complete halt when someone you love dies. Out of nowhere comes a new schedule that will be followed. If you have gone through this experience before, you know how much work is involved to ready oneself for a week of funeral activity.
Tearful phone calls are placed and received. Food is planned for and purchased. Photographs are located and displayed. How does one sum up an entire life in one event? My brother-in-law did an outstanding job. He had the hardest job to do. While I was planning the food to feed the guests, he was picking out a grave site and organizing the visitation and funeral. In my sorrow, I kept asking God to get us through it, and kept asking for strength. I had visions of passing out and breaking down. I understand why people do that . Fortunately nothing of the sort happened and I was able to keep it together. I would have loved to have fallen apart but there were too many people to talk to and comfort.

A Real Easter

2009-04-21T09:12:00.000-07:00

My beloved sister, Guenevere, passed away on Easter Sunday, April 12, 2009 from Ovarian Cancer. She was 36 years old. This poem, sent by my cousin Kelly, is in honour of her:

Remembered Joy
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.