But, in spite of the day off it is not a day to rejoice.
Early Saturday morning, forty-four years to the day on which she gave birth to Schmoop, Schmoop’s mom passed away.
While her passing saddens us all, she now rests in a world of crystal clear clarity, something which she hasn’t had for some time.So to Schmoop, Dave, Rick, Jeff, Steve, and Schmoop’s sister, may you find comfort in the fact, that good ol’ Patty Ann is roaming above you in high definition and with a smile upon her face.
Maybe this excerpt from a poem my dad wrote over 35 years ago will help…
Her skin was fair like the lily’s bloom,
and her hair was gold from the Nature’s loom.
I yearned to grasp her hands in mine,
but I was bound in forest vine.
As gentle night and morning kissed
she vanished full in swirling mist.
I hope and pray her star will rise
beyond the earth and Heaven’s skies.
I’ll watch it where no mortals weep
when I walk again in the forest deep.
JJM ©1974
Amen, and Amen…
On this day more than usual, I do wish Schmoop's family,
Cheers!!
20 comments:
How sad for her pass on Schmoop's birthday. My condolences and prayers to you all.
That's a beautiful poem.
Lady: Yeah not the greatest of days to have it happen, but Schmoop did say when she thought about it, "Well played, Ma." Cheers and Thanks D!!
sad stuff... sending positive thoughts to you guys. life is rough at times, down shitty at others, and just a pure pain in the ass over all. yet the few moments that we find where we can crack a sly grin when we think about the moments in life when we got a kick out of someone we shared time with seem to make it a little easier to deal with, and on a couple of occasions a downright enjoyable experience. think about the good times & nothing else.
Love the "Well played, Ma." comment.
My condolences to all as well.
My sincerest condolences to Schmoop and her entire family. I could offer up a million other platitudes but having been through it I know that words are just words, and she needs to grieve.
I love and adore your dad’s poetry…..amazing….
Oh,no. Oh, dearheart, I am so, so sorry and sad for Schmoop and for you. You're in my thoughts and my heart.
As always, your father poetry is lovely and appropriate.
Huge hugs and much love
SORRY TO HEAR THAT SCHMOOP
Thanks guys...We're going to be hanging out over at Dave's today. And keep in my mind, while not the best timing, it probably was for the best. She was no longer herself. Cheers to ya all!!
"well played ma"
Schmoop is a wondrous woman
big hugs to all
Peaceful journey Patty Ann
Dianne: Schmoop? Eh, she's okay...don't know about wondrous. ; )
Thanks my friend, I know Schmoop will be reading the comments soon, and will appreciate it. Cheers Di!!
...I can't say "condolence" because it sounds like Condoleeza Rice with a bowling ball; I can't say "I'm sorry" because actually I'm not; I can't say "Best Wishes" because it's the wrong frickin' occasion, but I WILL say: my thoughts are with you, Schmoop...
Phfrankie: Ha...And you said it well. Thanks P-Man. I'm sure she'll get on here later tonight. Thanks again, and Cheers!!
Very sorry about Schmoop's mom. Thoughts and prayers are with you. ;-)
Sincere regards to Schmoop.
Your father's poetry is always a pleasure to read and I'm not at all a poetry person.
Give Schmoop and her siblings my condolences. Your father's poetry hit the mark. Thanks for sharing it.
Oh Matt-Man,I'm so sorry to hear about this. My thoughts are with Shmoop and all of you today.
Take care of Schmoop.I never know what to say at sad times like this.Be well Matt.
Irene
Ohhh ... I'm so sorry to hear this ...
Thoughts and prayers are with all of you.
And thanks for sharing your dad's poetry. I am always so touched by his words.
Over from Dianne's to say how sorry I am for your loss.
Schmoop and family I am sorry for your loss really Phfrankie I am... Schmoop salutations on your Birthday.
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