Sunshine

The winter sun seeps thin and white through the cloud cover.  The rains have been sporadic, like the tears of grief when not one year, but two have passed. When the irrefutable fact of her passing has seeped into your bones, and you know, there is no going back.  The rain connects across the Tasman in great arcing fronts. Every year on this date, stretching between countries, across time, back to Kellie’s death, and to her friends and family. Reminding me that time is passing, but the grief doesn’t.  It just changes, like the weather. Shifting the pressure and moving the isobars.  Hail today, rain tomorrow. Some snow among the chilly grey.

rememberingthis beautiful ray of sunshine

I think of beautiful Kellie.  Of how short her life was yet how much of a life force she was.  I imagine her directing the weather like a Greek Goddess, goblet in hand, laughing at the storms.  Revelling in the thunder and sending out lightning from her fingertips; her anger and joy all rolled into one vibrant and terrifyingly beautiful heavenly creature.  Making her presence felt in the skies.

I think of her family with my own mother heart. It’s so unfair that they have to do life without her. I hope they are okay, two years into their marathon. I hope they are finding their own ways to keep her close, to remember and celebrate her astonishing vibrancy. I stand with her friends and family, across the ether, raising a glass in acknowledgement.  That Goddess woman. Gone but never forgotten.

She was sunshine. Straight up, sunshine.

Here’s to you Kellie. X

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3 thoughts on “Sunshine”

  1. Gentle hugs Rach, i’m sure Kellie is always there behind the clouds, waiting to brighten your gloomy days xx

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