I have so much that I could write about! It’s a nice change after two weeks of feeling uninspired/too tired to do anything but stare at the television. This has been such a good week! I try to identify the reasons why only to realize that there doesn’t have to be reasons for me to be happy. I can just simply have a good week and enjoy it without over-analyzing the reasons why it’s good.
As I said, I have many things I want to write about. Tonight, I’m writing a post that should have been written over a week ago…
Since Maya was born and died, many amazing things have happened to me. I received a beautiful painting and a memory box filled with wonderful treasures. I have met some amazing people both in the online world and in person. I have grown closer to my husband in ways I didn’t think possible. Still, as we approach the 6 month mark, I was starting to feel like Maya was being forgotten. First, the pile of sympathy cards that arrived every day lessened and then vanished. Then the calls and texts dwindled. The facebook messages and comments are few and far between and usually only appear after I post something. I started to realize that we were in a new stage now. The fact that Maya died is no longer new news and the world has carried on. I was comforted by the fact that I can share her here in this space and keep her memory alive in my own special ways. However, it saddens me that no one else will get to know her the way that I do, and it scares me that she might be forgotten.
Last week, I was snapped out of this fear – very quickly. It was Tuesday, and I had been having a very tough week/month. No matter how hard I try to ignore it, the holiday season is staring me in the face, taunting me, and making me feel sick to my stomach. I got home late from school and there was a package in the mailbox. Before I go on, I must back up a little…
Six years ago, I had the privilege of traveling to Sydney, Australia for a semester to complete my student teaching practicum. There were 11 of us in the program and we did a lot together. The School of Education at BU was relatively small, so I knew the other 10 ladies in the program. However, I wasn’t close friends with any of them. While there, we all got along very well and shared many wonderful experiences together. It’s an experience I hold very close to my heart and will forever cherish as one of the most amazing things I’ve ever done.
Though we all went our separate ways after returning from Sydney, I have always thought fondly of the girls who I shared the experience with. It’s an experience that’s very unique and I shared it with some very special people, which brings me back to the package that I received on Tuesday…. One of the girls has been in touch on facebook and had asked for my address. I didn’t think much of it. The package was from her. I opened it and there was first a stack of cards followed by an envelope. I opened the cards one by one and read the kind words from each of the girls I had traveled to Sydney with… a stack of sympathy cards. I cried as I was reminded that Maya continues to touch so many people. Though they weren’t physically standing with me, I felt like I was in the center of a group hug. I felt like they all had my back and were there for me at a time when I really needed it.
In the envelope was this:
It came from an artist in Sydney! I couldn’t believe it! The following message was included with the necklace:
This precious bottle is a gift from your friends in your study abroad program in Sydney, Australia with an enclosed message reading:
“Maya Francine, Forever in Our Hearts”
The flowers inside are real dried Australian ‘Broom Bloom’ flower blossoms resembling Baby’s Breath. They are ever-lasting and symbolize the eternal memory of your precious daughter Maya Francine whose soul will live on forever in the hearts of her loved ones. The gold Tibetan flower charm attached to the rim of the bottle is also a symbol of purity, rebirth and divinity, all sacred elements of her beautiful memory and pure soul.
I can’t quite put into words what this gift did for me. Of course, many more tears fell, but they were happy tears. They were tears of joy as I was reminded that there are many kind and beautiful people in this world. I reread each of the cards and told the story of my new necklace to those close to me. This is one of the most thoughtful gifts I have ever received and I love that my experience in Sydney is now forever connected to my precious angel. I have worn my necklace several times now and have received many complements. I love it!
Throughout life, I have found myself as a member of many different groups of people. I think most people could say this. There are the childhood friends, the high school friends, the camp friends, the acquaintances, the dance class, the marching band, the colleagues, and for me, the Sydney friends. I feel so blessed to be a part of this group and am so grateful for their generosity and kind spirits. They helped turn a rather gloomy month brighter and gave me something that will not only help me to remember Maya, but also all of them and the fantastic experience we shared together.