We have missed you so much over this past year, it's hard to believe it's been that long. You have been in my life almost as long as I can remember. I think of you at the oddest times, when I see your initials randomly on someone's whiteboard, when I see a Canadian goose honking in the sky, when one of my children's books mentions a kookaburra and I tell the kids how you used to sing the song to us as children.
"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree
Merry merry king of the bush is he
Laugh, Kookaburra, Laugh, Kookaburra
Gay your life must be."
Evan remarks that you must have sung to us a lot, which you did. He doesn't know you didn't have the greatest singing voice, but we loved it anyways.
I am thankful that Evan will remember you, if it's only a blur in his mind as the years go by. He does lament that now that you are gone, we don't know any handicapped people anymore.
Helen and baby Evan at one month, October 2008 |
I am thankful that you got to cradle Zoey for the first time, in only her first weeks of life.
Helen and baby Zoey at two weeks, June 2011 |
Most of all I am thankful for you. Thankful that you took us into your life with open arms (and an open door). The time spent at your house when we were kids is something I will never forget. Dressing up in Jack's old t-shirts, sleeping together in that gigantic bed, watching movies and eating your butterscotch cookies.
I will remember you always, and forget you never.
Your loving granddaughter, Sarah
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For pictures from Helen's memorial in August of 2013, click here.
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