The Sea, the eternal sea, waits!
Time flows in waves washing;
The constant flow of both mingle;
Overlapping and intertwining.
A friend died. A man, positive in outlook, who fought a cancer to the very end. An accomplished outdoorsman who canoed the rivers and lakes of Ontario until the last few weeks of his life. A camper, a hiker, a professional, skilled and talented in many ways. His family had their ups and down, yet they were closely bound. What did he say, what would he have said to a wife, a daughter and to a son... Perhaps, he would have told them to make the most of their lives.?
A Brother, at an early age, like those who have gone before, falls to the failings of the body. A legacy of action is left and thoughts are drawn to the positive spirit that has remained steadfast even in times of tribulation. The contribution made to the lives of others remains, and forms a foundation for the future.
A night spent in prayer in a church in the presence of a coffin of a woman. A person who had depth and understanding. A war bride, married for 50 years, leaving a husband, family and many friends. A Christian with strong faith who was always positive, who saw the best in everyone. Missed but not forgotten.
Memories
What is left behind?
The Vigil
Post Script to The Vigil