adjective
1.crushed with sorrow or grief.
On January 5, my friends, Steven and Peggy pictured center and right, below were killed in a car crash in Miami on the way to the airport after a cruise on Monday. Their son who was also in the car survived. They were friends for 30+ years through births, deaths, everything. My baking buddy every year for 30 years. I can't imagine my world without them in it. I am heartbroken. I will miss them, their live and friendship all the days of my life.
We laid them to rest yesterday, I gave the eulogy at their funeral....some parts here.....
"I can’t imagine the rest of my life without them. I am filled
with unspeakable grief that washes over me in great waves, and makes me feel
like I will never stop crying. That grief alternates with raging anger, that
makes me want to rip and tear things apart. I want an answer from the universe
as to why this event was necessary now, at this time. They weren’t sick, they
weren’t old, and they weren’t bad. They certainly weren’t finished with life,
and we weren’t finished with them. They were our Steven and Peggy, like peanut
butter and jelly they went together, each with their own unique flavor, but
together making something wonderful, comforting, constant and familiar."
Steven, Peggy and Stevie came to help me open my quilt shop in North Carolina and Peggy spent the first dollar in my shop. They came the night before and helped me set up the shop even though I know they thought I was crazy.
I gave it to her at her 40th birthday party, and brought some fabric markers so the party goers could make their well wishes on the back of the quilt.
"Happy Birthday to my "old" friend. A quilt in honor of your 40th. A quilt inspired by September 11th tragedy, the quilt pattern is called, "At Home in My Heart." We've seen a lot of life changes in our lives, almost 20 years. Here's to the next 20" Love Di"
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