Greetings and salutations. Most gracious thanks for all your kind words aimed to soothe my sorrow at the death of my brother Christopher. He went while asleep. Tired from the gardens. My brother was using the little energy he had to create a lush tropical sanctuary at his home. He worked odd hours, 2:00 in the morning might find him moving orchids or sawing a limb. Marble pathways now ring and traverse the property. Awash with vibrant color and diverse texture, this garden now stands as a final testament to Christophers boundless creative talents. You my friends, have asked after me, how I am. I am well acquainted with death. S/he is the specter that stands awaiting us at journeys end. The inevitable. We but have our choice in how we treat and greet her. She has been kind to my family, relieving them of the weight that had often become a pained existence. I am happy for the end to the pain my dear brother was living with. He is at peace, and I am thankful for the simple quiet passing. Yes, it is difficult coming on the day after the anniversary of my sister Robins death. I have said, I see her taking his hand and dancing off into the stardust. For this image gives me comfort. You see they together, were the repository of my early memories. Memory, locked in my brain, accessed by a key phrase or description from either of them would flood my senses. No more. I grieve that loss. I will soon hear his voice in my head. Like Robins voice, and my Dad, Brandon, Grandpa and Grandma... Their voices populate my head, and I keep them close, hear their guidance, hear their pride. Soon, Christopher will join the chorus. Until then, I have a hole in my chest that needs aid. You my friends, if have you a memory, a story of Christopher, or Ms Pepper Grinder, or an SCA story of Myrddyn, it would help to fill said hole for me to hear them. Please send me stories here or PM me with the juicy stuff! I will be at Ceiligh/ Concordian Baronial Investiture November 8. I pray you find me. At this point there is not a formal memorial planned. I will be drinking after the cemetery toast to Robin on Sunday. 20 North Broadway, the pub. So I will be entertaining all memories. Again, thanks, your constant flow of thoughtful words, it has been a great comfort. Laurie Malchia
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 12:38:03 +0000
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