Feast Day

Today is Rebecca’s Feast Day.

I can’t tell you how long she has been gone without stopping to count up the years.

As much as we mourn our loss of our sweet baby here on earth, we rejoice with her at her entrance into heaven.  She is part of the Church Triumphant.

Still…it does still hurt.

(The Dance by Garth Brooks.  Click on the link which opens in a new window, then click back here to let Garth sing to you while you read the rest.)

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared beneath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known you’d ever say goodbye ?

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d have  had to miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn’t I the king
But if I’d only known how the king would fall
Hey who’s to say you know I might have changed it all

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d have had to miss the dance

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I’d have had to miss the dance

 

More Mac and Cheese, please!

 

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Lorri

9 Comments

  • Thank you for giving this beautiful glimpse of her through your photos. You are a brave woman. If part of motherhood is learning to dance in the dark, I’m grateful when you share some of the steps you’ve learned.

  • I couldn’t play the song. The pain is still too near. I remember when Becca was fussy that I would put her in the sling and put on my headphones and sing her songs as we danced round and round. I would look down and see her big eyes just looking up at me and I would sing some more and go around and around and then I would look down and she would be asleep. Unforgettable by Natalie Cole and The Dance by Garth Brooks. I can’t listen to those songs anymore – too painful. I know someday that I will sing them again, when at last we are rejoined in heaven. I can hold her tight again, and go around and around in a place that has no more tears and no more pain. How I yearn for that day! And for all the pain that I still feel, I would not have had it any different. I would not miss the dance.

  • What a beautiful way to remember her feast day. I’m sure she is practicing, and oh the fun you’ll have watching her heavenly recital. Praise God for the gifts of faith and hope. St. Rebecca pray for your mommy and daddy.

  • How beautiful this is, yet so very painful! As I watched it, I felt all the love I have for Rebecca. My tears are not only for Rebecca, but for all of you. How I wish I could take away your pain, especially you, my little girl! Your Dad and I are so blessed to have been able to know Rebecca and love her and hold her and kiss her cubby cheeks. We, too, look forward to the day when we will hold her again.

    As I opened this window to leave a comment, tears were running down my face and my heart was heavy. Then I saw my security word “rainbow” and smiled. How appropriate for Nana!

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