Goodbye
September 5, 2012 at 8:20 pm (Home Sweet Home, Poetry)
How does one say goodbye
Knowing you will never see her again?
You are leaving to go home – 5000 k’s away.
She is leaving too
For a different place.
Tears form streams form rivers
Flowing, running
Memories of face make-up and perfume
Hard-working hands
Kind words
Laughter (God how she loved to laugh)
Until the pain became unbearable
The shame of loss of independence
Losing vision and mobility.
But not her mind.
No, that she had until the very end.
Her mind and her smile.
Goodbye Grandma
My Godmother
My teacher
My friend
You will be sorely missed
Your wish for a peaceful place has been granted to you today
On your 89th birthday
Happy Birthday
And goodbye
Fawn said,
September 5, 2012 at 8:26 pm
So sorry for your loss, Carole. It’s so hard to watch some so beloved suffer so much, and yet so hard to let go. Sending you great big hugs.
Carole said,
September 5, 2012 at 8:30 pm
Thank you so much Fawn. Hugs accepted.
Kara said,
September 5, 2012 at 8:30 pm
I am so sorry to hear of your loss. Keep thinking of all of those wonderful memories you have of her and the stories you can tell your son about her.
Sylvie said,
September 5, 2012 at 8:57 pm
Je compatis a ta douleur chère Carole. Une peine que tu as mise en mots de manière fort éloquente. Elle devait être bien spéciale ta grand-mère pour t’inspirer autant. Gros calins.
Carole said,
September 5, 2012 at 9:09 pm
Yes Kara. I spent time reading some of my old blog posts where I wrote about her. She smiled from ear to ear when she held Henri-Georges, this despite her pain.
Merci bien Sylvie. Oui, elle était très spéciale, mais elle me faisait toujours sentir spéciale aussi. C’était un moment difficile de lui dire au revoir sachant que je ne la reverrais plus.
Carole said,
September 5, 2012 at 9:23 pm
Sylvie, il faut que l’on se rencontre pour un café ou petit déjeuner.