This is a happy weekend. I do believe, if my calculations are right, that it is Donna Heldon's wedding day as this posting is posted, it being afternoon in Australia.
Donna was just a tadger when I first
clapped eyes on her 25 years ago, on my first trip Down Under. I do not know what is more shocking - that she is old enough to be getting
married or that it has been 25 years since my first visit to the Hurstville
society. Lots of loving thoughts and
best wishes to the happy couple from a loving Grandma L'.
More Southern Hemisphere happiness - a
dear-to-my-heart friend from Brazil just announced her engagement to a Bryn
Athyn lad, which delights me for several reasons.
I am happy for Claudia. I remember the first time I met her and asked
how to pronounce her name - it is CLOUD-YA.
If you know Claudia, you understand when I say that I connected to her
instantly. One short talk and she was in my
heart.
Kelly-Carolyn-Natalya-Claudia
were a special circle of young women in my life. Having their friendship in my life is a
special grace.
Adam is a lucky man and I thank him for
keeping such a special woman stateside.
My thoughts turn to another Claudia -
Claudia Cranch Gladish and to her sisters and family. I am still getting used to the thought that
their sister, Nora, is gone. It does not
seem possible. It was just a blink of an
eye ago that she was packing up and heading off to the West Coast. I am grateful for Galadriel’s wedding, which
brought me back into contact with Nora, and for our women's discussion list, to
which she belonged.
A friend who attended memorial celebration
shared her impressions. It was held in
the beautiful Wayfarer's Chapel - the reading from the Gospel of John about the
Samaritan woman at the well, the soaring piano piece, a recording of Louis Armstrong
singing "What a Wonderful World" and closing with the “Laughter” song
from Mary Poppins. As the woman who
shared it said, it was a
"celebration of a wonderful woman's short life on earth, beautiful,
touching and inspiring."
I head up the wooden hill with a sense of
joy and sadness and joy - Grammie Kay
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