Shattered and Grateful.
Her legacy is beyond measure. Mary had a tremendous passion for people, particularly children. And now, she is not here. She is irreplaceable in the lives of so many. Just like that, a simple car accident and she is gone. I will never understand. I know others have lived thru it and I will too. I know that my pain pales in comparison to her family. I feel such a strong need to be with her children and husband. To be her eyes when I can. Her voice is often in my head. "Please check on my babies." Her children and husband have been so generous in sharing their love and pain with me. The deeper the love, the greater the pain but also the deeper the love; well, that love IS what gets you through. I do believe that. For Mary. For Bo. For Alexa, Kelly, Jamie. Each time I think or say the kids names, it is Mary's voice saying it in my head. Everytime we spoke, it was of our children. That deep love has shown it self so much in the last few months. It hurts like hell, yet her family is showing up, living, laughing, crying....carrying on. That is where the celebrating comes in, from shattered hearts to grateful hearts, full and deep. I celebrate Mary's legacy of love daily. Not many people have the energy, zest or passion for life like Mary did. So grateful she was intimately in my path for so many years. She will continue to influence it for many years to come.