I am finally getting into movies again. While looking after and being with Mac all those years..movies did not make sense to him, we rarely even watched t.v. Music was IT, and in all forms...so now it's my time - I guess. I have been to one movie, and have now watched two movies at home. So a couple of nights ago decided ok. time to see what Mac taped on VCR In his day he taped so many movies on VCR so when we were moving here, I forget just who, said we might as well throw these out, nobody uses a VCR anymore. BUT, just in case I thought, I'll take a few..I didn't even bother to look at the names. Just threw some of the VCR's into a bag. When we moved here I put them on the shelf in the storage room and forgot about them.
Fast forward to Wednesday, of this past week, around four-thirty...decided to have a look. and there was this label Surprize. Well perhaps I thought, I've seen this before, but it's been at least ten years since Mac looked at movies or taped any, so I certainly didn't remember.
Well how sweet it was. I got so involved there was a tape of beautiful snow falling outside our house in Chateauguay...trees were covered with ice and snow making such a beautiful tapestry of Winter ..the scene then moved to Toronto..again more snow..and surprise, my mom's apartment, my mom and I talking to each other, in sign language of course. Mac took me through the halls and the stairs and out the door...the next scenes were wonderful he had put various Christmas tapings, Halloween, and even a tape of my dear friend Jos, talking to us...she has died since then what a treat to see her, and to see Mac, talking and playing with the grandkids.
But, Now it was getting to be quite hard and as my tears started to fall, decided to take a break, wow, six thirty, just in time. The exact time I was being picked up by a friend to attend a grieving group..how appropriate..as I surely was grieving but in a rather amazing way.
I could only say Thanks Mac - what a lovely Surprize (that's how he spelled the word)
These are the words that ended our grieving session that night:-
I give you this one thought to keep...
I am with you still ...I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not think of me as gone
I am with you still - in each new dawn...
A native prayer. thanks Mac and g'nite.
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