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We are connected, my child and I,
by an invisible cord, not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord that connects us 'till birth,
this cord can't be seen by any on earth.
This cord does its work, right from the start.
It binds us together, attached to my heart.
I know that it's there, though no one can see,
the invisible cord from my child to me.
The strength of this cord is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed, it can't be denied.
It's stronger than any cord man could create,
It withstands the test... can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
though you're not here with me,
this cord is still there, but no one can see.
It pulls at my heart... I am bruised... I am sore.
But this cord is my lifeline... as never before.
I am thankful that God connects us this way.
A mother and child, death can't take it away!
O God, who holds all souls in life;
and calls them to himself as seems best:
we give them back, dear God, to you who gave them to us.
But as you did not lose them in the giving,
so we do not lose them by their return.
For not as the world gives, do you give, O Lord of souls:
that which you give you also take away:
for life is eternal, and love is immortal,
and death is only the horizon,
and the horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Several years ago I began researching my family history. As a history teacher, I can't believe how connected I now feel to the "American Story." Most fascinating has been tracking the westward movement of my mother's family from Massachusetts and Connecticut out to Indiana, Wisconsin, the Dakotas, and Montana and my father's from Virginia and the Carolinas westward to Tennessee, Missouri, Texas and California. I have a deeper, more personal appreciation for the pioneering and adventurous spirit that built and continues to build this land. I have discovered heroes and scalawags along the way... but mostly just regular Americans... hardworking and determined. It is inspiring to say the least.
It was in the process of doing my research that I discovered Find-a-Grave. I have been fascinated by cemeteries for as long as I can remember, and have been amazed to find so many who share my interest. In these quiet places there is no rush, no worry... none of the fears or overblown anxieties that harrass and pull at us every day and we can be assured that ultimately, none of them matter.
Cemeteries are places where we are reminded that, though each of us has a different story, we all share a common destiny. As we gaze at headstones of ancestors who have been gone for scores, if not hundreds of years, they remind us that the Story rolls on... with us, then without us. And more than ever I become convinced that each of us plays the part we have been given in THIS scene... then we move on to the next. Whether we are here for a day or a hundred years, it is but a single beat in the scope of the whole.
As Susie Salmon tells us at the close of The Lovely Bones - "I was here for a moment, and then I was gone." Thus are we all. I cannot honestly say I don't look forward to the next act.
When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that has been written will come true: Death has been swallowed up in victory. "Where, oh death, is your victory? Where, oh death, is your sting?" 1Co15:54-55
Sign in the little country cemetery where my maternal grandparents are buried:
As you are, we once were...
As we are, you will be.
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care;
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist,
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you;
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled;
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder as you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew;
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
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|In Loving Memory, Maggie||EASTER WISHES|
I wish you and your family a wonderful Easter. May the true meaning of this special season be real to each of you. May your day be filled to over flowing with love and blessings from above.
As we celebrate Easter, may we be reminded of the true reason for this special time. Thanks to Calvary – Jesus Christ - we can have everlasting life. By His life we are made humble, by His death we are saved and by His Spirit we can have everlasting life.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16
I appreciate each one of you. You have been a blessing in my life.
Thank you, Maggie
|Joe Watford||Small cyber world|
Yes it is indeed small when you figure the odds but it has happened a few times with me and i have not been at this very long. If I can help in any way just ask.
|Joe Watford||Alma V Watfore|
Billie thanks for sponsoring my mothers Memorial I really appreciate the thoughtfulness. God Bless you.
It is always an honor to visit Evan. He seem like one of God's Angels. Your love show's also. I hope your day's get better. I will keep you in my prayers. Your friendship is special to me also.
Thank you for each and every visit you have made to my family memorials and all the others mentioned on my page. Your visits are so appreciated. Just wanted to let you know that I am thankful for the time you take to remember those at my page.
God bless you! Have a wonderful week!
|sniksnak||Spic - Thank You So Very Much!|
Forgive me for being so very, very late with this thank you. It's been hard to drop a note, almost as hard as it was to write my little Spic's memorial. Thank you for visiting and leaving a token. Her loss nearly killed me so close behind Craig's. She was my life-line to him for that entire month she lived following losing him, knowing how much he loved her. He'd called her his "puppy cat" ever since she started that little barking sound.
I deeply appreciate you taking the time to read her story. Thank you so very much!
Thanks, too, for the many visits you make to my other memorials. It means so very much and brings me much, much comfort to see you've visited.
Wishing you the very best during 2013!
Much love and many huggles, Suse
Added by sniksnak on Jan 02, 2013 4:40 PM
May you, your family, and friends have a Blessed and Happy New Year! M~*
♥The old year is coming to an end. At this point again thank you so much for the great attention you have given to my loved ones. I always try to give this attention to your loved ones back. I wish you a happy new year with many good wishes of health, joy, contentment and peace for all of us.♥
Kind regards across the pond - your friend Monika
Added by Monika♥ on Dec 27, 2012 4:32 AM
Wishing you and your family a beautiful Christmas filled with the love, light, and joy of our Lord Jesus Christ. May your heart be filled with blessings! Thank you for all visits to those on my page. Your friendship is much appreciated. God bless.
|Hillbilly||Happy Holidays From Our Family To Yours|
Billie, thank you for all the lovely tokens you have left for my family members. You are such a special person, and a sweet friend. God Bless You Always and Keep You In His Care..
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