Today we're thinking with great sadness and fond remembrance of our brave and strong-willed daughter who was in our lives all too briefly. I never even heard her cry. Rest in peace, Anna. I'll tell your two sisters about you. We love you and we will always remember you.
Anna's story is told briefly here.
21 comments:
Oh, Nancy.
What a sad memorial day.
:-(
What a beautiful little angel...I will be thinking of you and your husband today...
You and your little one will be in my thoughts and prayers today..
I will pray for the lost one.
I'm sorry for your loss, my thoughts will be with you today.
What a sad day. So sorry for your loss, Nancy.
my thoughts are with you today
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Anna. What a brave soul she was.
she was in your life for only a short time, but affected your life forever. Its truly a sad rememberance but her impact on you will last a lifetime.
Warm thoughts and well wishes to you, your husband and all your girls ....
So very sorry, Nancy.
Thank you all for your very kind comments. I'm touched. :-)
:-(
sad, but i think you have such a great attitude. her sisters are lucky to be raised by you.
My condolences for your loss. My heart goes out to you and your husband.
I'm sorry.
I've been thinking about Anna and her sisters today and how they'll miss having their older sister around. You and your family are in my prayers.
Sometimes the angels can't stay with us very long. They're needed back in Heaven.
Peace to you and yours.
She has the prettiest "old soul" eyes Nancy. Thank you for sharing her with us.
Three Princesses
“Sunset and evening star, and after that the Dark,”
And shall I see my mother face to face
When I have crossed the Bar? And what
Of other recent dead, who share a name,
One who lived long, another died in babyhood
And could not even know me when we meet
Upon the Farther Shore?
The answer is “not yet,” because I’m not alone
On board: two faces follow me around
With eyes so bright with laughter and delight;
They look ahead to futures full of joy
And bind their father to his blood, to generations
Yet unborn, with wide seas yet to furrow.
For now we’re still at double anchor in the stream,
No need to call the pilot yet or feel the lift and surge
Of open sea beneath our keel, the seething bow-wave,
Wide sky unbound by any trace of land.
Father and mother, wife and husband, children:
Each generation’s moored with hawsers fore and aft
To past as well as future, linked forever to the pulse
Of time, “of such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam, when that which drew
From out the boundless deep turns again home.”
I'm Nancy's husband. I wrote this for Anna's funeral, and my father recited it there. The quotes are from Tennyson's "Crossing the Bar". Anna was my grandmother's name, and my mother died in 1997 (you have to know that to understand the first few lines.) We'll never forget Anna.
Wow, Steve. What a beautiful tribute. I'm weeping.
My condolences to you both on your loss.
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