There were angels in the aisles as
we practiced our grief and rose above it to celebrate all that had been and is
Dorie Shaw.
Five of them lined up at the
microphone to speak of her compassion and the love she had for her
grandchildren. These angels were well spoken and did their grandmother proud.
We know that their Nani will always be their sunshine.
Three others had preceded the five,
thankful for their mother’s life and what she brought them: a childlike
endearment, humor, and a love for dressing just right. Dorie’s passion for
serving, living the moment for family, and her faith are their inheritance.
Another angel ranged about the hall
bestowing wings to be pinned on lapels, shirt pockets, and blouses – mementos that
call attention to the angel in everyone there. Still more roamed among the
congregants and hugged it out, blessings passed from one angel to another.
Others rose and spoke of the Dorie Shaw they know and love, her Godliness and devotion and her steadfastness to friends.
It was all so fitting in the face of
a dastardly foe that found it impossible to wipe away all that Dorie Shaw is.
Soon we’ll put the wind in Kevin’s
face again to help erode the travails at his great loss and bring forward all those
good things that can fill his heart.
Remember the part you play as angels
in the aisles, on the road, and in the home and do not shy away from
bestowing heartfelt words, caring looks, or hearty hugs that will buoy up a
brother or sister in need.
Peace
jerry
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