I know a little girl,
named Mia. She lives in a happy and
magical bubble floating away in circular waves; spinning and propelling in whimsical motions sparked by love. Her world is defined by
sweetness and the gifts of those who come into this world finely favored by the
heavens. She arrived like a moonbeam
delivered from the cool and warm rays of life into the bosom of a mother and family
who long awaited for her coming with joy and anticipation. Mia was chosen for a life of serendipitous blossoms and
eternally crisp Spring mornings that last like days without end. You see, this is what happens when moonbeams
are nurtured by the invigorating sunbeams of love called family.
Mia was welcomed
into this world by exceptional people and into an equally exceptional
universe. By virtue of her name alone,
Mia, is defined by a sense of belonging; to each of those who love her. “Mia”, means “mine.” With this onomastic she happily belongs to
everyone and no one. Her
life will be no exception to the trials that mark each life. She will learn quickly that, “to much who is given, much is expected.” (Luke)
For five years, Mia
has lived in a time of grace unrivalled by the happily ever part of the life of any
Disney Princess. Today, her world is
changing, she is marked by loss and she will learn to be brave. Today, she
will not wake up to her usual familial breakfast or plan a play date with the
most amazing mother, daughter and friend.
She will learn to live and embrace the perfect memory of a life that
filled her being with generosity of heart, love and excitement, Geidy. Today, Geidy, her mother, has made her final
journey home. Today and every day Mia will discover layer by layer, just as you peal the skin of an onion, what this will mean in the days and years to come.
Having experienced
great loss as a child, I have always found great comfort knowing my loved ones
have always made a home inside me and they are somehow embracing me from a
divine and perfect arena that I will visit one day. It is my greatest desire
and hope that Mia will come to know that Mommy will, in fact, see her fantasy
world of illustrations filled with color, clouds and characters and that Mommy
is watching over her from a celestial place where the sunbeams that glow are
actually coming down from a place that is closer to the sun and the
heavens. Geidy was the radiant sunbeam that
could light a room as she approached and she could also blind you with her moonbeams in the the
night. She was the North Star to
everyone who knew her and she helped so many in need of her comfort and skills. There are far too many ways to describe beautiful, animated, wonderful Geidy. Truth be told, words will never describe her
justly. I can only submit that once you spent
a few minutes in Geidy’s presence you came away feeling good about yourself and her. This was her gift.
The day after
Christmas 2011 began with a barrage of emails…the e-chains of forwarding and
replies were all filled with shock and horror.
After reading and re-reading comment after comment, I was not surprised at
the global impact of the news of Geidy’s departure as the entire family is universally loved. As the day came to an end,
I followed the feeds with anticipation of any information regarding a church service and curiously enough I saw her name spelled, at minimum 27 different ways, but it just
didn’t matter. I think she might have found that humorous. She was special right down to the spelling of her name. As a community we were
dumbfounded and in disbelief.
On days such
as these, I scramble a bit and I typically reach hard and fast into scripture, literature and meditation. I am not any closer to any great universal understanding regarding life and death. I did, however, come across the following: "the Psalmist addresses the Lord, we take
his words as our own to encourage and challenge us: Indeed you love truth in
the heart; then in the secret of my heart teach me wisdom.”
Words cannot express the sadness I feel.... The words written here speak for themself... I thought of this once, how my children would feel if i am taken away from them.... The pain I felt was overwhelming to the point that i cried.... Ana thank you for these beautiful words on the life of Geidy and Mia.. Dfly
ReplyDeleteRobert, I can identify with your sentiments exactly. Thank you for always providing your positive demeanor and loving support. YSIC
ReplyDeleteAna, that was so beautifully written. Mia Has a beautiful, loving spirit that enriched Geidy's life and continues to bless her family's life. God placed her in their family for a purpose and that purpose is bearing the truth at this most difficult time. God bless Mia and her family with peace and comfort throughout all of time. I miss Geidy and know we will meet again. ~ Paul Herbert
ReplyDeletePaul, thanks..all is from the heart.
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