March 5th 2010 - We love you
I wrote this during the past couple days…
Dear Mrs. Julia Plumondore,
There comes a point as you are well aware that deep reflection over ones life’s responses to certain circumstances is moreover judged at the gate of heaven, and that is for what purpose of this letter. Although you were not my biological grandmother and I was by far not a grandchild of tours you allowed me to be fore evermore a member of tour family. And for that I am very thankful and shall miss you in the years to come with each sun rise and set. It is without any hesitation of mine that the gates shall be opened upon your arrival, and we will meet again for that is written by the word of god.
But there’s so many unanswered questions to life and to the meaning of events in the order they unfold. What would you have done differently, if anything? Would you have looked at the trees and saw more, nor see more in the waves as they crash against the sandy beach? Why did you like me so, and would you now that you may see beyond presentation and into the heart of my eternal soul? This is but a few of many questions I would have asked if only I would have made time for the things with the upmost importance to my heart. I only hope i may be as good of a person with only the thought of others until I lay at rest and we meet again.
It is with great sadness that we part are separate ways. I will do my part to live by your example, but I could really use a hand from time and again. Frank is strong but provide him strength in the waking of each day and help him find fulfillment in the small things until his time to meet you. As you said yourself “I’m eating air and it tastes like cake” or to some extent of the phrase. May we all live each day with others in mind. This is Farwell my lovely Julia, until we meet again I will think of you from time and again.
Until Then,
Quency
“it makes me smile to know you ate “cake” exactly what made you happy until the end and the beginning of your life”
