This I know;
the hard days lead to the good,
the showing up is more important then the speaking,
a life lived well is a life where love alters others.
In our small space she was all of the above, all that I knew.
Her presence punctuated the good and right.
The cards on birthdays, the special events she didn’t miss-
she showed up, for decades.
And now her time here with me has ended.
I think of the love story she gave.
The husband, my uncle, whose devotion taught-
this is the sacrament of matrimony.
Grateful for the gift of her life.
And in this I know, for all my life, her love informed.
Until our tomorrows meet, I will remember the gifts you gave.