Thursday, July 2, 2015
Here is a photo of Dr. G - in his Carolina blue. Full of life and love, a quick wit with joking jabs at the ready, a fixer (my car…and other things), a doer…always willing to try new things, and welcoming and interested in learning about all of the happenings in my life…that was Dr. G. How fortunate I was to know him. His life has left an imprint on mine and I will hold the many memories of him forever in my heart.
I know that this is a widely used poem, but it seems so relevant when I think of him and my memories of sailing with him...I just had to share:
I am standing by the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. An object of beauty and strength, I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, 'There she goes!
Gone where? Gone from my sight - that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side
and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the places of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, 'There she goes! ' ,
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout : 'Here she comes!'
While death leaves heartache that is difficult to heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. Wishing your family peace and comfort in the days, weeks, and months ahead.
Love and hugs to you all,
Michele
