Listening to Irish Music a friend whose wheelchair bound sent me. and Reflecting on the Greater Love post from Patti Sinclair on FB who says 'it's okay to share those times of remembrance of loved ones on the other side"
I took a walk down 'memory lane' today after many church services..and Christmas became a bit more personal... thanks for being part of the healing journey after Kaelan's passing which is a clarion call to love one another much as Christ loved us... going the distance and not looking back...just 'loving it forward'.
I made some videos of the quiet places in North Canaan, and recounted how I was at churches as a youth and kept friendship strong through the years, then how Kaelan passed in Falls Village and took some footage of the South Canaan meeting house which I went to before learning when backtracking to drumming in Lakeville and going over the Iron Bridge, that 'someone was in trouble in the river... a kid from Sharon'.
Well, I recount much more in Remembering Kaelan (that can be googled...and maybe on a day when one has time to read and reflect, as his services is also on youtube and can provide insight into the events but also the community of love that is still growing over the years and sadly facing more struggles among all age groups.
Thinking of Kealan as 'being with us all, and on Jesus' team as he felt when he was young and showed by his actions of steadfast care for friends when in need but especially when in danger..' takes the edge off the sense of 'time marching on seemingly unaware'.
But I've felt that plenty of feeling and care, love and thought was unleashed in the days and months and years, not only after his passing but after anyone's crossing over that brings our love to the surface and reminds us of the roots that go back generations.
Okay, I may as well put this on my www.livfully.blog but wanted to chime in with gratitude to all who take a few moments as they can to ponder the What IFs about how we can think about anyone and any set of events as holding meaning for our communities and world. The messages grow in richness and healing power as we allow ourselves to ponder and dream in color...hugs to all here and above, Catherine (Kaelan's mom...)and co.
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