""Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them."
Today, we honor our loved ones who have passed through the veil to the Otherworld (Underworld, Summer Lands, et al).
From Kallan:
I honor my grandparents, John R. Kennedy and Helen Milya (Millie) Kennedy. They were, for all intents and purposes, my parents in this life, and they were the very best parents/grandparents I could have hoped to have. I am honored to be their granddaughter; honored to have known and loved them. May their journey continue on with the blessings of peace, happiness, good health, harmony and love.
From RedWolff:
I wish to honor my 4 grandparents....I realized very soon after the last one passed (and at a very young age) that each had given me a gift that really makes me who I am today. below is a list of them and what the blessed me with.
Grandpa Robertson - my love of the outdoors - we would spend a lot of time outside taking care of the animals of the wyld
Grandpa Bochenko - my wisdom - he would tel us stories and say "you'll understand when you're older" I can't remember the stories but I do understand them
Grandma Robertson - my love of people - she always did lots for others and I was alongside her to help too
Grandma Bochenko - take care of business - she always got on me to take care of things and I watched her always secretly smile when I did get to it before she said something
From Melody Siracusa:
Today, I am honouring my dear, dear friend Eileen Tuuri, who passed away at the end of April this year. She was an amazing woman, and one of the most magickal people I have ever known. She was a kitchen witch of the first order, and was a brilliant craftswoman. I am blessed to have some of her pieces of jewelry in my collection. She love science fiction, especially Star Wars, ren faires, and her friends, who loved her in return.
I am also honouring Kimberlee Keller. She was a beloved wife, daughter, aunt and friend. She had a joy for life, and fought hard against the breast cancer that eventually claimed her life in April 2012, at the age of 37. Her wonderful personality and beautiful spirit made her many friends, and she is much missed. The picture is of a painting of Kim that a mutual friend did after she died. It captures her perfectly.
From Renee Olson:
In loving memory of my maternal grandmother Julia Eva Loftin Smith
She taught me so many things. She passed away July 1, 2013 just three weeks before her 98th birthday.
She always talked of going to be with Joe, her husband who died more than 50 years ago.
May the Goddess Hecate light the way for them to find their way together.
From Sharon Grimshaw:
In memory of my Nana and Grandad, passed from the mortal plane in April 2005 and September 2013 respectively. Forever loved.
From Stephen Spellane:
For my Father, William Robert Spellane, a poem I wrote for him on the 19th anniversary of his death:
From Tara Smith:
I have been asked by several people to tell the story(s) of the encounters I have had with my Gramps after he passed away. I’ve never shared them publically and really even privately. I don’t like to let down my strong girl front, I never cry in front of ppl, and I always am the tough one supporting others. Sometimes I need to let myself be more weak and vulnerable, even if helps heal the grief.
If you choose not to believe, that is fine, just respect that I do, and this blog is for K, to record the moments when she was too little to understand.
**Background: My Gramps was a very proud tough man, who fought cancer for many years, and would could make a mime laugh out loud. His quick wit and his comebacks were like no other. He would sing dirty lyrics song when he had too much drink, could drive a barge with his eyes closed, taught me all I needed to know to become a boat captain, and was the biggest supporter of any of his family members. We were very close, some people say I have a lot of him in me. We had a connection that ran deep, and often times it was ME who had to talk sense into him when he was overdoing it after chemo etc.**
This is the last picture I have of him and K. She took her first steps on his birthday and during his happy birthday phone call, I shared the news with him. He was ecstatic and couldn't wait to get his hands on “little britches.”
Less than 2 months later after this, he coded in the ambulance, laid in the hospice house for weeks, and would eventually pass away on K’s first birthday. He waited until after her birthday party at the hospice house to pass. He probably was already gone before then, but he hung on to see the party at his place.
I knew he would, and I told everyone from the beginning he would not go until the party was over. I knew him, I understood his soul, we were connected on a level that hard to explain. No one believed me that he would hold on that long, but I knew he would not stop fighting until the candles were blown out on that day.
(Read the rest of this amazing story here: http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.ca/2011/05/do-you-believe.html )
So to my Gramps, K’s GG2:
I know you are enjoying your time in the Heavens. I know you are enjoying watching over your grandchildren and great grandchild. Time doesn’t make it less painful, just quicker to accept.
I didn’t call you today, but I will talk to you tonight in our prayers like we do each night. Keep up the good protector work. We all sleep better knowing you are watching over us. Just visit a little more often is all. I miss ya. And I love ya. And I’m forgetting what your voice sounded like. Its sad but I have the memories of what you’ve said, which no matter what sound, is what's most important.
From Michelle Brooks:
Robert Eshleman - my grandfather, Pappy.
It has only been a year and a half but I am so glad you are no longer in pain and that you can breath again. I miss you every day and cherish the times I feel you with me.
Love always, your snooker.
From Sandy Penn:
My mom is the one I'd like to remember especially this season. I still miss her every day.
She is Mary Ellen.
Born in August of 1927.
Left us too soon.
Love her forever.
From Loren Morris:
Russell and Della Roof
October 27th would have been my Mamaw's birthday.
Love you Mam and Pap!
From Jodee Wilding:
I want to honor my grandma, Stella Potemra (maiden name Donato), to the Forget-Me-Not's. She died last year, from complications of dementia. She was a strong Italian lady who went through a lot in her long life. She was a wonderful grandma, and taught me to swear in Italian. (Although she swore it wasn't her!)
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She was one of those ladies who dressed to the nine's anytime she went out, I think it was just the nature of the time she grew up in. She had two boys, my dad and my uncle, and lost a baby in between them. She had many brothers and sisters, although most of them are gone now as well. I don't really know what else to say about her, but I wanted to give you a little background on her. I could fill pages and pages about her life, and how much she meant to me.
From Kimberley Remen:
I'd like to honor my father, Gene Ocken who passed beyond the veil 3 days before thanksgiving last year. He was the one who always believed in me.
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From Francesca De Grandis:
Don Walker, dear friend, family by choice, and one of my early initiates, was among the most loving and moral people I've known. Rest in peace, Dawn. Trickster, I feel your light. You have been an enormous blessing in my life.
From La'Trice Lott:
Charlean "Mama T" Ward
December 1944 - October 2002
An inspiration to all that were lucky enough to know her.
From Kellyanne Swensen:
Today, I honor father Victor L. Muro & my Grams Mary Stenmark (she taught me the Craft).
~George Eliot
Today, we honor our loved ones who have passed through the veil to the Otherworld (Underworld, Summer Lands, et al).
From Kallan:
I honor my grandparents, John R. Kennedy and Helen Milya (Millie) Kennedy. They were, for all intents and purposes, my parents in this life, and they were the very best parents/grandparents I could have hoped to have. I am honored to be their granddaughter; honored to have known and loved them. May their journey continue on with the blessings of peace, happiness, good health, harmony and love.
From RedWolff:
I wish to honor my 4 grandparents....I realized very soon after the last one passed (and at a very young age) that each had given me a gift that really makes me who I am today. below is a list of them and what the blessed me with.
Grandpa Robertson - my love of the outdoors - we would spend a lot of time outside taking care of the animals of the wyld
Grandpa Bochenko - my wisdom - he would tel us stories and say "you'll understand when you're older" I can't remember the stories but I do understand them
Grandma Robertson - my love of people - she always did lots for others and I was alongside her to help too
Grandma Bochenko - take care of business - she always got on me to take care of things and I watched her always secretly smile when I did get to it before she said something
From Melody Siracusa:
Today, I am honouring my dear, dear friend Eileen Tuuri, who passed away at the end of April this year. She was an amazing woman, and one of the most magickal people I have ever known. She was a kitchen witch of the first order, and was a brilliant craftswoman. I am blessed to have some of her pieces of jewelry in my collection. She love science fiction, especially Star Wars, ren faires, and her friends, who loved her in return.
I am also honouring Kimberlee Keller. She was a beloved wife, daughter, aunt and friend. She had a joy for life, and fought hard against the breast cancer that eventually claimed her life in April 2012, at the age of 37. Her wonderful personality and beautiful spirit made her many friends, and she is much missed. The picture is of a painting of Kim that a mutual friend did after she died. It captures her perfectly.
From Renee Olson:
In loving memory of my maternal grandmother Julia Eva Loftin Smith
She taught me so many things. She passed away July 1, 2013 just three weeks before her 98th birthday.
She always talked of going to be with Joe, her husband who died more than 50 years ago.
May the Goddess Hecate light the way for them to find their way together.
From Sharon Grimshaw:
In memory of my Nana and Grandad, passed from the mortal plane in April 2005 and September 2013 respectively. Forever loved.
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From Stephen Spellane:
For my Father, William Robert Spellane, a poem I wrote for him on the 19th anniversary of his death:
Things I Meant To Say
There are many things
I meant to say
Before time came by
To take you away
I loved your embrace
And your gentle smile
The long walks and talks we had
Every once and awhile
The way you taught me
But never judged
Just showed me your path
And gave a tiny nudge
And when the time came
For me to walk a different way
You held me close
And did not make me stay
How much I loved you
Did you know Dad?
Your acceptance of me
Was the strongest rock I ever had?
The last time we met
I could see in your eyes
Your time was ending
One last goodbye
I held you tight
In a long embrace
Then drove away
Lest you see the pain on my face
You were my father,
My hero, my friend
I will Honour you always
Until my time comes to its end.
These are a few of the things
I meant to say
Before life came by
To take you away
© Copyright 18 September 2013
by WolfSong;
All Rights Reserved
From Adelina Soto Thomas:
Today, I honor my mom and dad.
The photo is from their wedding in April 1965. If you look close, you can see a little baby bump, which is me...and I made my official debut into this world in July.
The color photo is from my wedding in 2010. My mom and dad were so happy that day. My mom was just strutting like a proud hen. My dad was weepy, as he realized Daddy's little girl was truly grown. This is the last family photo I have of all of us together and it is precious to me as you can see were were all so very happy.
From Katie Creager:
My baby brother William Edward DeBuhr, who died 2 hours after his birth due to a hemorrhage that was attached to the placenta and uterus wall that separated causing him to be forced out and born at 19 weeks.
The next one is my grandmother (on my mothers side) Florence Edna Lake, she was the woman that did the majority raising of me while my parents were working long hours to help us survive.
The final person is my other grandmother (on my dad’s side) Kathryn DeBuhr. She is the woman who gave my father and grandfather emotional support while they served the citizens of Stewart Manor NY as firefighters.
From Tara Smith:
I have been asked by several people to tell the story(s) of the encounters I have had with my Gramps after he passed away. I’ve never shared them publically and really even privately. I don’t like to let down my strong girl front, I never cry in front of ppl, and I always am the tough one supporting others. Sometimes I need to let myself be more weak and vulnerable, even if helps heal the grief.
If you choose not to believe, that is fine, just respect that I do, and this blog is for K, to record the moments when she was too little to understand.
**Background: My Gramps was a very proud tough man, who fought cancer for many years, and would could make a mime laugh out loud. His quick wit and his comebacks were like no other. He would sing dirty lyrics song when he had too much drink, could drive a barge with his eyes closed, taught me all I needed to know to become a boat captain, and was the biggest supporter of any of his family members. We were very close, some people say I have a lot of him in me. We had a connection that ran deep, and often times it was ME who had to talk sense into him when he was overdoing it after chemo etc.**
This is the last picture I have of him and K. She took her first steps on his birthday and during his happy birthday phone call, I shared the news with him. He was ecstatic and couldn't wait to get his hands on “little britches.”
Less than 2 months later after this, he coded in the ambulance, laid in the hospice house for weeks, and would eventually pass away on K’s first birthday. He waited until after her birthday party at the hospice house to pass. He probably was already gone before then, but he hung on to see the party at his place.
I knew he would, and I told everyone from the beginning he would not go until the party was over. I knew him, I understood his soul, we were connected on a level that hard to explain. No one believed me that he would hold on that long, but I knew he would not stop fighting until the candles were blown out on that day.
(Read the rest of this amazing story here: http://kenleysmomma14.
So to my Gramps, K’s GG2:
I know you are enjoying your time in the Heavens. I know you are enjoying watching over your grandchildren and great grandchild. Time doesn’t make it less painful, just quicker to accept.
I didn’t call you today, but I will talk to you tonight in our prayers like we do each night. Keep up the good protector work. We all sleep better knowing you are watching over us. Just visit a little more often is all. I miss ya. And I love ya. And I’m forgetting what your voice sounded like. Its sad but I have the memories of what you’ve said, which no matter what sound, is what's most important.
From Michelle Brooks:
Robert Eshleman - my grandfather, Pappy.
It has only been a year and a half but I am so glad you are no longer in pain and that you can breath again. I miss you every day and cherish the times I feel you with me.
Love always, your snooker.
From Sandy Penn:
My mom is the one I'd like to remember especially this season. I still miss her every day.
She is Mary Ellen.
Born in August of 1927.
Left us too soon.
Love her forever.
From Loren Morris:
Russell and Della Roof
October 27th would have been my Mamaw's birthday.
Love you Mam and Pap!
From Jodee Wilding:
I want to honor my grandma, Stella Potemra (maiden name Donato), to the Forget-Me-Not's. She died last year, from complications of dementia. She was a strong Italian lady who went through a lot in her long life. She was a wonderful grandma, and taught me to swear in Italian. (Although she swore it wasn't her!)
Image may be NSFW.
Clik here to view.
She was one of those ladies who dressed to the nine's anytime she went out, I think it was just the nature of the time she grew up in. She had two boys, my dad and my uncle, and lost a baby in between them. She had many brothers and sisters, although most of them are gone now as well. I don't really know what else to say about her, but I wanted to give you a little background on her. I could fill pages and pages about her life, and how much she meant to me.From Kimberley Remen:
I'd like to honor my father, Gene Ocken who passed beyond the veil 3 days before thanksgiving last year. He was the one who always believed in me.
Image may be NSFW.
Clik here to view.
From Francesca De Grandis:Don Walker, dear friend, family by choice, and one of my early initiates, was among the most loving and moral people I've known. Rest in peace, Dawn. Trickster, I feel your light. You have been an enormous blessing in my life.
From La'Trice Lott:
Charlean "Mama T" Ward
December 1944 - October 2002
An inspiration to all that were lucky enough to know her.
From Kellyanne Swensen:
Today, I honor father Victor L. Muro & my Grams Mary Stenmark (she taught me the Craft).
"The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living"
~Marcus Tullius Cicero
~Marcus Tullius Cicero
