Tribute

This is a picture of my Aunt JoAnn Cole Peterson.  She died today at the age of 93.  She was the last of my mother's six sisters. 

This is a picture of her and two of her granddaughters.

 "Something has spoken to me  in the night,

Burning the tapers of the waning year;

Something has spoken in the night,

And told me I shall die, I know not where.

Saying:

"To lose the earth you know, for greater knowing;

To lose the life you have, for greater life;

To leave the friends you loved, for greater loving;

To find a land more kind than home, more larger than earth-

"Whereon the pillars of this earth are founded,

Toward which the conscience of the world is tending-

A wind is rising, and the rivers flow."

 My heart is sad today....But the smiles all here always to be remembered with love and affection.  They are all together now.  

When my grandmother died Jo hugged me and told me to always remember her.  I have. I still love all of them....

To leave the friends you loved, for greater loving;

To find a land more kind than home, more larger than earth

Immutably Themselves

by Doris Kerns Quinn

We know not yet what they shall be
When we shall see them as they are.
We’ll keep the essence of them free.
We will not think of them as far…

We knew them once, we know them still.
How strange that we had thought them gone.
Illumined by the Father’s will
They shine as they are shone upon.

How strange that we had thought them gone.
We’ll keep the essence of them free.
They’ll shine as they are shone upon.
We know not yet what they shall be