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Beau Wann, Jr.
Jimmie Sue? Did I read that right, your granddaughters are 6 ft 4 inches and 6 ft 6 inches? Just borned???? My sympathy to their mom...Mom gonna need to take a decade off after that feat...lordy kids are sure getting larger now days. I had to have read that wrong, and If I did...nevermind...but congratulations...
Paige, we all send our love and healing heart prayers for your grandaughters hurting heart...life...cant live without it...
SRO...Standing Room Only...A very large church...modern architecture incorporated with architecture of the past...Could have been a Christmas service or an Easter service at most churches...in the past, our little country church in the city had such a wonderful problem...SRO...Standing Room Only...But this particular church, on this particular day, celebrated both, sort of...a birth, life, and resurrection...
The outpouring of love and emotion and the support of all Lindsey Erin Apostolos friends and friends of friends and of Leons and Teresas friends and friends of friends...Leons classmates of the class of 64+ were well represented...saw lots of folks I knew, a good thing, and not so good, as I didnt want them to see my eyes leaking...but so what..I wept unashamedly as did my beloved...Always taught that MEN DONT CRY...yeah, but humans do...
I dont think there was a dry eye in the sanctuary...GOOD!!!!!
What a beautiful child, Lindsey...the music was moving, as was the slide show...my hearing aids could only pick up a few of the words spoken on behalf of Lindsey, but those few got the message across...there were some chuckles and some downright belly laughs to which I feigned laughter...couldnt hear what was said, to be sure, but you dont have to actually hear something to know it was funny...the courage it took to actually stand up in front of a large gathering as was Lindseys life celebration, well, was a testament to the grace and love that was Lindsey...
When stressed, I count things, tiles, lights, whatever is around in numbers that I can count...I was pretty stressed...counted the lights, listened to the music, counted tapestries, listened to the music...tried counting people, to no avail, listened to the music...did some talking to God, who probably had better things to do than listen to the likes of me, like showing Lindsey where in heaven the shoe dept was and the little children she would be leading and teaching, and sitting close to the throne, lighting up heaven with that glowing smile and those shining eyes...
To be sure, Lindsey goes to a better place...And to greet her probably was any friend or family member that preceded her...and all the children that preceded in death and life, of some of our dear classmates and friends...I have thought alot, over the years, about our classmates who have lost children and grandchildren...my heart and prayers go with them...
Lindsey Erin Apostolo...I have seen smiling glowing faces before, but none that outshone Lindseys...I only met her twice, once when she was 3 or 4 in that picture I posted, and once about 2 years ago at the onset of the monster that ravaged her earthly life...I doubt she would remember me, but that's certainly understandable...But I shall never forget her...or her most gracious and loving family...
"Skeeter" or Leon, has always greeted me with such graciousness and class, from the time I first met him, some 60 years ago, and eeach and every time thereafter... and the greeting at Lindseys life celebration two days ago was not an exception ...I have been very fortunate to have known Leon...The brief moment in time that I have spent with the Apostolos, has given me a lifetime of grace and love, and an oportunity to share that same grace and love with everyone...courtesy of Lindsey and God...
The Last image we were left with, was a photo through the open door of a cockpit of a small plane traveling heavenward through the clouds, with Lindsey in the pilots seat, headset on, looking back at us, smile in place, bound for glory..."to touch the face of God"...God Speed "Baby Girl", God Speed...
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... AND This past weekend my granddaughter, Meghan, came to visit. What a treat and a wonderful chance to see God at work answering prayers. If you recall, Meghan's fiance was killed in an auto accident in January. Your prayers are making a difference in her sweet life. I can almost see her being cradled in the arms of God. She moves through the life ahead with her heart still tender and holding to the presence of her love. Even now the every "moment thoughts" slip into a tucked away memory. This does not lessen her loss, but shows God's soothing touch caring for her heart. Many of us have and are holding that soothing hand, knowing the peace that passes understanding.
