Yesterday
Yesterday,
All our troubles seemed so far away...
Why she had to go I don't know...
...Now I long,
For yesterday.
Yesterday was the second anniversary of the passing of our friend Meg. We all remembered her in our own ways, in our own spaces and our own time.
We cherished our memories, nursed our regrets, and touched gently on the place where she rests in our hearts.
I believe Meg is running with the angels. She's finally got a beautiful body to match her beautiful spirit. And she looks down on us, smiling at our drunken moments, our silly games, our daft jokes. Crying for us when we hurt. Resting a gentle hand on our shoulders when we need support. Caring for us, bringing opportunities our way. Loving us regardless of our faults.
To very roughly quote an old, daggy movie that was a favourite of hers (and mine, and many of your's I'm sure) Steel Magnolias.
"Her poor, sick, broken down body couldn't do it anymore, so she's gone to a place where she can look after and care for us all the way that she wants to"
On the farm, Megs garden is blooming. The grass is green. The dams are full. The sun is shining.
Perhaps I am naive, but I believe that it is Megs way of helping us all to heal, and see the beauty in our lives. Teaching us the value that comes with the simple yet elusive ability to appreciate what we have, complain less, and love unconditionally.
Aspire.
I aspire to live as Meg did.
21st September 1979 - 7th September 2003
"Rest in Peace dear Meg"
