"What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters to what lies within us" ... Ralph Waldo Emerson
Emily's World
Emily was having fun with the video camera yesterday. So I decided to make a movie with the footage. Way to go Emily, I can hardly wait for her next film, maybe tomorrow…enjoy!!!
(read more..)Mr. Cool
Since I have borrowed a lot of old photos from my mother, that I am in the process of scanning, I thought I would share one with you.
(read more..)Ted Gregory 1932-2007
The death of Ted Gregory, 74, occurred at The Kenneth Spencer Memorial Home on Wednesday, February 14, 2007. Born in Riviere du Loup, Quebec, May 21, 1932, he was the eldest son of the late Frank Roy and Julia Catherine (Tingley) Gregory. Ted retired as a conductor from CNR in 1989, after 34 years of service. He attended St James Anglican Church, Moncton, had been a member of Tweedie Masonic Lodge, as well as a member of the CN pensioners.
(read more..)Frederick (Ted) Gregory
My father passed away yesterday, just before noon. I had just arrived in his room. Was he waiting for me? He had a great impact on my life, he loved life and as a friend of mine wrote to me last night, “I never saw him watching TV”. He was always on the go, he loved art, animals, nature and wouldn’t stand pretension. I love you Dad…thanks for the thoughts you shared with me / us.
(read more..)Funeral Fire
This is my journal entry from a couple of Saturdays ago. Here is what I wrote a week after the ‘Funeral Anniversary Fire’.
(read more..)À Judith 4
So before I go to bed, I hope everyone had a lovely day. I am posting a letter I received from a friend & friends explaining what they did today. OK Pat here it is, I hope it is OK to post this…
(read more..)À Judith 3
The witching hour…as in this is the time the spirit (soul) left the body of Judith one year ago. I remember feeling that the last few minutes she was already gone from the body and the human form was all that was dying.
(read more..)À Judith 2
Judith reading a poem, excerpt from the movie ‘Kacho Kpmplo’. Not working, yet.
(read more..)À Judith
As I feel and smell the misty rain, I am reminded of the same feelings I had a year ago on this day. Today though I am feeling a little calmer, a year without Judith’s voice, smell and thoughts, a year with her new presence in my life, the one we have a hard time understanding here on the physical plane.
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