“Loving you is easy; we do it every day.
Missing you is heartache; that never goes away.”
Last year I wrote about losing a bright light in our family.
If you are interested in revisiting that post, click here.
Today started with Pandora and a rainy morning drive to school. The mood was quiet until a Brad Paisley lyric brought a flood of memories rushing in. When I Get Where I am Going: the melody felt like serendipity; a gentle reminder that there really are no coincidences. You see… that song was the soundtrack to the video I made for her funeral.
In the never-ending process of cleaning my creative room I recently found a hand-stamped piece that Heather made for her son (my nephew) along with her heart stickers.
He was 9-months. His memory of his mom is our responsibility: the photos and stories we share are his link to her. Seeing Heather’s stamped letters was like finding a buried treasure. I quickly transformed this into a gift for him.
And, those heart stickers… Well, they are significant too. Heather introduced me to the magic of heart shapes, especially those you capture with your camera.
I will never forget picking up a package of developed photos on her behalf to use in the video I was creating in the fog of grief. The clerk handling the transaction was a mess of tears after I explained why Heather wasn’t the one to pick up her photos. Reflecting back on that transaction, I love that Heather made a connection with the clerk. Her beautiful heart made an imprint on everyone.
I still miss my creative soul-sister.