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Heartwings Love Notes 932 - Remembering the Garden of my Friends

Heartwings says, "Friends are special gifts that life gives us to enjoy and cherish."

Memorial Day brings to mind my dear ones who have passed me on the road to the larger life, where they have their next assignment--whatever it may be. I have pictures of them, both in my mind and in reality, where I can catch a glimpse of them as they once were. Occasionally, though especially when I'm engaged in a task in my kitchen, I catch a whisper from someone I loved dearly and still do. They come into my mind and I see them smile as they used to do when we were together. It is as if they are telling me they are happy and well.

There is a smooth stone on my coffee table inscribed with these words: "My friends are the loveliest flowers in the garden of my life." I treasure it as a memento from someone special who lit up my life for a time a few years ago. We were near neighbors and saw one another almost very day. A brave and valiant woman, she was a wonderful example of positive aging. Though she had many difficulties and illnesses she scarcely ever complained and did the best she could to carry on in a cheerful fashion.

In my mind, while I am fixing dinner, I often hear another of my late friends with whom I had many phone conversations: "What are you having for dinner that's good?" she would ask. We would chat about cooking and trade ideas. In my recipe collection I have one of hers written out in her own handwriting. When I make a recipe I was given by a late friend, it is especially tasty because of my recollection of its origin. How precious are the memories of those we have loved and now lost to time.

Memories of loving friends who have pasted on are such a treasure. They are a bouquet fragrant with the perfume blended from our combined experiences, the times we have shared, the gifts we have given one another. Memorial Day brings to mind many memories of my dear ones no longer within reach of the telephone or email. As I turn them over in my mind, I feel again the love we shared. I see again their smiles and welcoming arms and I have no doubt one day we will meet and share again.

May the memories you have of your dear ones comfort you and make you smile.

PS Do you have special memories of dear ones to share? Please do send them. I would love to read them, and your emails do truly make my day. Write me at Tashahal@gmail.com and check out my web site www.heartwingsandfriends.com for more Love notes and other things to enjoy.

PS Have you learned to quiet that inner critic and find satisfaction in what you do? I hope so! Tell me about it, I so love to hear from readers—you make my day. I promise to answer you, even if it takes a while. Write me at tashahal@gmail.com. Check my web site at www.heartwingsandfriends.com

Blessings and Best Regards,
Tasha Halpert
 

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