In twelve days it will be Christmas Day. Today Jules, Kim and I went early morning Christmas shopping. We headed out early thinking that we could beat the crowds...well everybody else on the West Island seemed to have the same idea. Most of the shopping had already been done...it's not like we have alot of people to buy for.
For the last four years, I have had the tendancy to go into a store in December and try not to notice the Christmas fanfare...the decorations etc. I try to block it out of my brain...if that makes any sense. I just go through the motions, ignoring the music from the PA system and the Santa sitting in the middle of the mall waiting for the young ones to appear. I remember walking into HomeSense last Christmas and breaking down into tears at the display of beautiful Christmas table ware, thinking how Kelly-Anne would love to see all this and partake of the holiday season activities.
Life is so unfair. The Christmas tree will go up tomorrow. More tears will be shed as Kelly-Anne's Christmas balls will adorn the tree. It 's those Christmas memories of Christmas past that will bring a smile to my face. Remembering Kelly-Anne and her last minute touches to her gifts, as she would sit in the back seat of the car on the way to a cousin's house for a Christmas party working on her balls and wrapping them. It's like is was just yesterday.
Her last gift to Jules and I was a pass card for the museum in Montreal. The theme was the 60's and she thought that we would enjoy an outing. Her gifts were always different and well thought out.
Today , on the first of the twelve days before Christmas, my wish to all of you is to have peace in yours hearts. To those that walk in my shoes, my wish for you is that you keep the fond memories of your loved ones who have gone before you because of murder alive this hoilday season.
Remembering :
Theresa A. Sharron P. Julie B. Aidan L.Tanya B. Tammy S. Valerie A. Suzanne F. Tina P. Brigitte S. Matthew K. Julie S. Isabelle B. Debbie K. Melanie M. Ana Maria S. Jeremy B. Paul S. Kostas P. Raymond E.
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Your daughter Kelly-Anne was a wonderful and thoughtful person...she got that from somewhere, Doreen.
'Anon'
Thank you, Doreen!
And bless your heart for including Debbie in that list.
Hi Bill,
Debbie was loved by so many people.
She was able to touch so many lives and that we cannot forget.
The most wonderful thing a parent can hear is the name of the child who is gone. It may seem to you like the worst thing to bring up, and it may bring tears, but it also brings immeasurable joy.
Kelly-Anne will be beside you, within you, and all around you. ...like Sharron with our family.
Thank you for not forgetting Sharron
Bless you and your family
Prior Family
The most wonderful thing a parent can hear is the name of the child who is gone. It may seem to you like the worst thing to bring up, and it may bring tears, but it also brings immeasurable joy.
Kelly-Anne will be beside you, within you, and all around you. ...like Sharron with our family.
Thank you for not forgetting Sharron
Prior Family
This is so typical of you to be this generous, including the names of other victims. A mother once said to me after the death of her child " No one asks anymore, and no one says his name, but he really existed" It is important we keep remembering. God Bless You Doreen
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