a place to compile thoughts, memories, dreams, and visions - ten years later.
where to begin
Since Christmas I have found myself in bits of conversations that have gone something like, "Well, it'll be ten years this summer." "Does that seem right, ten years?" Or, "Are you going to do anything special for the ten year anniversary?" "What should we do?"
I personally can't believe that it's been TEN YEARS. And there are about a million ways that I'd love to spend commemorating Sam, but it seems that the blog is going to be the way that most people can access. The flotilla down the Mississippi seems a little rushed, as would a epic arctic journey or a trip to China. So I'll probably sit at home, drink some good brew, and share stories with those that are around.
I welcome anyone to join me in this cyber commemoration - did we even have blogs ten years ago?
And please pass this along to others.
Sarah Jane
Monday, May 24, 2010
sam as a three year old
the memorial that his crew brought to the confluence of the Hayes/God's rivers.
At the time the photo was taken with the apple and the baseball cap Sam's dad spilled a whole wrench set on the ground. We were living on a small farm at the time, "Alleluia Acres". Sam spread out that wrench pouch - it probably held at least 20 wrenches and organized all of them in order from smallest to biggest. It took him awhile - but I remember that we were quite impressed!
The marker was put in a magical fern filled oasis in the midst of the tundra! Tom and I arrived there via helicopter. We loved it! We are greatful to the thoughtful crew who had it made and carried it to that beautiful spot.
I had a "moment" years ago at church where it seemed that there were many young families around me. I felt a huge sadness that Sam had not experienced marriage and parenthood. And then his voice came to me saying, "I did not need to do that this time around. I have already done that." Strange as it may seem, I have come to believe in reincarnation. I find comfort in the thought that we do not have to do it all in this lifetime! I also love a picture he painted with the chinese words "think more, do less".
Jan - you speak of finding comfort in things immaterial and I will never forget what you said to me all these years ago. We were gathering at your house grief-stricken and in shock. You wrapped a few of in your embrace and said "I guess God just needed another angel with him in heaven; his time here is done." I never knew where you drew your strength but am blessed for having known you and Sam.
Another little memory: Sam once told me to never shy away from being smart or good at something if I was. Also to not fear questioning that which I didn't understand. I still follow that philosophy today and hope to instill it in my children. To question is to be free!
sam as a three year old
the memorial that his crew brought to the confluence of the Hayes/God's rivers.
hot springs!
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At the time the photo was taken with the apple and the baseball cap Sam's dad spilled a whole wrench set on the ground. We were living on a small farm at the time, "Alleluia Acres". Sam spread out that wrench pouch - it probably held at least 20 wrenches and organized all of them in order from smallest to biggest. It took him awhile - but I remember that we were quite impressed!
The marker was put in a magical fern filled oasis in the midst of the tundra! Tom and I arrived there via helicopter. We loved it! We are greatful to the thoughtful crew who had it made and carried it to that beautiful spot.
I had a "moment" years ago at church where it seemed that there were many young families around me. I felt a huge sadness that Sam had not experienced marriage and parenthood. And then his voice came to me saying, "I did not need to do that this time around. I have already done that." Strange as it may seem, I have come to believe in reincarnation. I find comfort in the thought that we do not have to do it all in this lifetime! I also love a picture he painted with the chinese words "think more, do less".
Jan - you speak of finding comfort in things immaterial and I will never forget what you said to me all these years ago. We were gathering at your house grief-stricken and in shock. You wrapped a few of in your embrace and said "I guess God just needed another angel with him in heaven; his time here is done." I never knew where you drew your strength but am blessed for having known you and Sam.
Another little memory: Sam once told me to never shy away from being smart or good at something if I was. Also to not fear questioning that which I didn't understand. I still follow that philosophy today and hope to instill it in my children. To question is to be free!
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