Periostyle at City Park in New Orleans.
My brother-in-law, the husband of my sister and best friend, who died almost two years ago, is visiting us. Today we will go to New Orleans and spread a few of her ashes near the Peristyle, pictured above, or somewhere in the park - clandestinely, of course, because I believe we're not allowed to do that. Don't tell.
When we were children, we often picnicked at City Park, Gayle took dancing lessons through high school and, on Sunday afternoons, the dance school students performed at the Peristyle. My sister met my brother-in-law after one of the dance recitals there, and they went on to get married and have three children. They were due to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary later in the year she died.
(((((Grandmère Mimi)))))
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ReplyDeleteMay you have a peace-filled time, blessed by many memories.
I think I shall hope for a breeze so that her ashes may dance as well.
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What a perfect place to go. Blessings. May you be full of peace.
ReplyDeleteGrandmere, if any one challenges you, tell them your sister in law wanted to help the grass and plants bloom that helped make her bloom.
ReplyDeleteAnd here's a wallpaper I made up--I think you'll enjoy it, and it's especially appropriate for Holy Week:
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what a beautiful place, perfect for a time so beautiful, but also so sad.
ReplyDeletePrayers & love for all of you.
((((((Grandmère Mimi))))))
Frank picked a lovely spot. It was bittersweet, but it was a good thing to do. I'll post pictures later.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the love and the lovely words.
I am glad that you have happy memories and that you were able to do this for your sister.
ReplyDeleteYou are a great, good soul Grandmère!
And I should say that my late husband, Fred, died 12 years ago tomorrow. The Hospice nurses and I agreed that he might have sped up in order to dance on St. Patrick's Day somewhere where he COULD dance.
ReplyDeleteLindy and Rowan, thanks. Frank was going to do it alone on Monday before he went to the airport. I told him, "Oh, no. This is not something you should do alone. Let's go together on Saturday." And that's what we did.
ReplyDeleteSusanKay. I'll bet the Irish dancing and the St. Patrick's Day parades are better where your husband is. We saw part of the parade today in NO. I have pictures of that, too.
(((((Grandmère Mimi)))))
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you went with Frank. Now get some rest -- these things can take a lot out of you even when they involve resolution and peaceful feelings. Looking forward to the photos, but human flesh and blood are more important, particularly yours :-).
Jane, love, thank you. I will.
ReplyDeleteIt is a beautiful and peaceful place and a place of great meaning for your sister and her husband. It was a wonderful thing you did, not letting him go alone. Family is very important at such moments. May God fill you all with his heavenly grace and peace.
ReplyDeleteBoocat, God filled us with his grace and peace. It was rather a nice day.
ReplyDeleteComing in late, as always, but with prayers that what you did today, while sad, can give you also a sense of joy, done so close to Easter -- that is, the joy of the resurrection.
ReplyDeleteJe n'ai pas de paroles mais tu sais que tu et ton beau-frère sont bien serrés dans le coeur de l'Éternal et dans le mien.
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ReplyDeleteLots of love.
Caninante, it strikes me more and more that it was the right thing for us to do. I'm a little sad whenever I think of her, because I miss her so much.
ReplyDeleteMerci beaucoup, mon cher Paul.
Kirstin, love back to to you, my dear.
Oh Grandmere- I love that you were doing this, I wonder how it went.
ReplyDeletePlease know that you are all in my prayers, with great love.
Fran, it went well. I asked Frank if it made him sad, and he said no, except when he called his daughter right afterwards, while we were still in the park. She got teary, and he did, too. What we did seemed so very right. I didn't even say a prayer. The whole activity was a prayer, and words did not seem necessary.
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