Long Overdue
Hmmm, at this rate, who knows, maybe I'll start posting on a monthly basis...I wouldn't hold my breath though :-P. In any event as the title suggests I am rather lax for not having done this earlier. It's about time that my away message changed, b/c really I'm sure that after this much time what was intended as a nice gesture is now teetering on the cusp of becoming a painful reminder. To that end my away message will become an El Jay post, not b/c I particularly think that it was really that amazing (hey we had a fire drill right before I wrote it and I was on my way back to bed, cut me a break or surf other pages), but more b/c it was my small attempt to make a comforting contribution. In fairness I can't say I ever knew Norah, if fact just yesterday, ok fine 2days ago (Tues.), we discussed the fact that the closest I ever came to meeting her was seeing a picture of her wielding a Wacky Wacker in battle. I've heard alot about her though. I've heard that she was beautiful. I've heard that she was supposed to end up being a towering 5'10" (genetic miracle given her family :-P). I've heard that she was inquisitive, and talkative, and generally amazing. As far as what I know, it can be summed up like this: Norah Morris was loved immensely, by a wonderful family, and she will be missed even more immensely for the entirety of the time that her family is blessed to spend here in the realm of the living. As I go through my daily activities, they will probably never be interrupted by mind's images of what Norah would do if she were around, they will probably never have the images of Norah's smiling face superimposed upon them, and I will probably never stop to think to myself "how can I do this in a way I know that she would have liked". However, there will always be those for whom these images and thoughts will resonate, consciously, subconsciously, and continually from now until. It is for them that I think we should remember. Therefore:
Here we will recognize the unfathomable.
Here we will recognize the irreconcilable.
Here we will recognize a light extinguished before its time to shine had come.
Here we will recognize that words such as these are fleeting, and temporal.
To this end here too will we pray for comfort for a family wrought with the greatest of loss, that wounded hearts may heal.
Here also will we pray for renewal, that we may see life through the eyes of an innocent little girl with pink nails, energetic, eager to experience the world.
Here we will pray for life, that when the words of this message are gone, and this window long closed, that we all may realize how precious life is, and that we all may cherish that with which we've been blessed, and live it with a renewed innocence and appreciation.
Here is to the loving memory of Norah Morris and to the loved ones left behind.
And from this day on (as long as LiveJournal may see fit not to delete me), this page will serve as a bookmark, always available, always here, whether anyone ever chooses to read it, or it it disappears into web that the internet has created world wide. Peace.
Here we will recognize the unfathomable.
Here we will recognize the irreconcilable.
Here we will recognize a light extinguished before its time to shine had come.
Here we will recognize that words such as these are fleeting, and temporal.
To this end here too will we pray for comfort for a family wrought with the greatest of loss, that wounded hearts may heal.
Here also will we pray for renewal, that we may see life through the eyes of an innocent little girl with pink nails, energetic, eager to experience the world.
Here we will pray for life, that when the words of this message are gone, and this window long closed, that we all may realize how precious life is, and that we all may cherish that with which we've been blessed, and live it with a renewed innocence and appreciation.
Here is to the loving memory of Norah Morris and to the loved ones left behind.
And from this day on (as long as LiveJournal may see fit not to delete me), this page will serve as a bookmark, always available, always here, whether anyone ever chooses to read it, or it it disappears into web that the internet has created world wide. Peace.