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violachicI was headed off to bed, I really was. On my way upstairs I stopped to open a piece of mail waiting for me on the table. I knew what it was, but I opened it anyway.
It is a moving announcement from an older couple at our church; they're moving next month to a retirement community in Indiana (no, not Goshen- North Manchester). They sent it to everyone they know, with a small personal note at the bottom.
My mom and my sister each got one, so I know that its not like I was singled out or anything. But I opened it, and the first thing I read was the first line of the handwritten note at the bottom.
It read "How can one say goodbye to their adopted granddaughter?"
For some reason, that made me cry.
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Back in January, someone![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pheret1, pinkfluffyjumpr and I were very close to at church passed away. He was in his seventies, and was an amazing person. He really loved us all. He even came to karaoke one night to hear Kelly sing, and himself got up to croon some Sinatra.
The Sunday before he died, I played in church. After the service I was retrieving my accompaniment music from the organist and chatting with her. Keith stopped by to say hello, put an arm around my shoulder (he absolutely towered over me!) and said "Everybody says 'God bless you', but to you I'd like to say 'You bless us'".
It was the last thing he ever said to me, and what a last word it is.
I was just thinking about him last week, and how much I miss him.
I've known some really really cool people in my lifetime. And sometimes, when you don't feel special at all, something comes along and makes you feel like you're the most important person to have ever been born. And then you feel loved, and then you realize exactly how amazing those people are, too. Its a nice cycle.
It is a moving announcement from an older couple at our church; they're moving next month to a retirement community in Indiana (no, not Goshen- North Manchester). They sent it to everyone they know, with a small personal note at the bottom.
My mom and my sister each got one, so I know that its not like I was singled out or anything. But I opened it, and the first thing I read was the first line of the handwritten note at the bottom.
It read "How can one say goodbye to their adopted granddaughter?"
For some reason, that made me cry.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Along similar lines....
Back in January, someone
pheret1, pinkfluffyjumpr and I were very close to at church passed away. He was in his seventies, and was an amazing person. He really loved us all. He even came to karaoke one night to hear Kelly sing, and himself got up to croon some Sinatra. The Sunday before he died, I played in church. After the service I was retrieving my accompaniment music from the organist and chatting with her. Keith stopped by to say hello, put an arm around my shoulder (he absolutely towered over me!) and said "Everybody says 'God bless you', but to you I'd like to say 'You bless us'".
It was the last thing he ever said to me, and what a last word it is.
I was just thinking about him last week, and how much I miss him.
I've known some really really cool people in my lifetime. And sometimes, when you don't feel special at all, something comes along and makes you feel like you're the most important person to have ever been born. And then you feel loved, and then you realize exactly how amazing those people are, too. Its a nice cycle.
