Saying goodbye

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories that I leave
when my life is done.

These words were on a Memorial Card for Roy Leitz, dearly loved husband and anam cara of my wonderful friend Nancy.

I was very touched by them. It is how I would like to be remembered, when I breathe my last. Nancy please hang a copy on your fridge to read and reflect on as the days and weeks go by.

The topic Saying goodbye was brought to us this week by Padmini, I do hope that she has no intention of saying goodbye for many a long year. I wonder how she has tackled this subject today? Why not come along with me to check her out, before dropping in to see what the other active members are saying goodbye to: Delirious, Maxi, Ramana, Shackman speaks,The Old Fossil, are the regular faithful crew, while Ashok, Maria/Gaelikaa, Maria SilverFox, Padmum, Blackwatertown,Will Knott join us when life and time allows. Don’t forget that Rohit rejoined us last week, so please add him to the your weekly dander round the Loose Blogging Consortium

14 thoughts on “Saying goodbye

  1. shackman

    Marie I don’t think you have much to worry about as meeting and knowing you has been a sheer pleasure, full of warmth, grins and coffee spitting hilarity.

  2. padmum

    Grannymar…I am back amongst the living after having managed to catch my breath back. Have posted a story!

    I love your poem! “….happy memories that I leave
    when my life is done.” Hear, hear!

  3. Nancy

    Thank you, dear Grannymar, for printing the lovely little poem that I had printed on the back of Roy’s memorial card.

    It is surely the way he wanted to be remembered because he almost always had a smile on his face. He was good natured and kind and was a wonderful husband and dad..

    We miss him dearly and are getting through the days on the good wishes of our friends like yourself who are most generous with their concern and love. Thank you again..

  4. Grannymar Post author

    shackman – Watch it! I might get a swelled head. 😉

    Padmini – Welcome back and I hope you are fully recovered now. I will be right over to check out your story.

  5. Grannymar Post author

    Nancy – I thought the poem was just perfect for Roy, and how I would like to be remembered when my time comes. You are doing well, one day at a time is the way to do it. Talk soon.

  6. Delirious

    How about these epitaphs:

    Here lies the body
    Of Margaret Bent
    She kicked up her heels
    And away she went.

    Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
    Windlesham Estate,
    Crowborough Sussex, England:
    Steel True, Blade Straight

    Sacred to the memory of Anthony Drake
    Who died for peace and quietness sake;
    His wife was constantly scolding and scoffin;
    So he sought for repose in a twelve-dollar coffin.

    Remember friend as you walk by
    As you are now so once was I
    As I am now you will surely be
    Prepare thyself to follow me.


  7. Grannymar Post author

    Delores – They are good. Reminds me I have a list somewhere, I must see if I can find them.


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