I will post the story later, but here is a poem that I wrote five days ago. She was the greatest treasure….
Bruises
Beside her bed, I hold her hand,
See her arm in purple shades like
Menacing clouds, that she –
The artist – would likely
Call Payne’s Grey;
Her other arm in venal relief
Equally shaded, like an ironic gauntlet
For the life-enhancing nutrients
On their journey from bag to body.
When we were young
We never bruised – our perfect
Bodies, mistreated by youth,
Resilient and impervious.
Now we have seen and walked
The years which teach and,
Though hesitant to call them friends,
Have learnt through wound and bruise,
A way of love and care
That is slower, deeper
Than those young hearts dreamt.
We did dream
Of growing old together,
Of walks and conversations
And grandchildren; of miracles,
Transformations and freedom,
Never thinking of the depth
That the bruises would plumb in us –
Never conceiving that the path of love
Is hard won, that the wounds shared
Would be anchor points of joy
As our hearts strengthened
And deepened.
The eyes that once held wonder
And promises unknown, now
Are known wells of grace from which
I draw daily my familiar unspoken
Blessing, with always the richness
Of something far deeper.
Beside her bed, I hold her hand
And caress the bruises that
I wish I could share.
Oh, Matt. If ever agony wrought beauty, this poem is it.
Grace, love, peace, mercy, and joy to you, brother. Perhaps not today. But someday.
And forever.
Love,
Graham
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Matt – a true picture of love & life, written through pain & probably tears. Thank you for sharing your deep gift. Much love, Lenette & Steve xx
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Dearest Matt,
Beautiful words that speak volumes of love…
We will cherish Na in our hearts and your loving relationship with her.
Prayers and thoughts with you, Jordy, Remy & Ed….
Libby and Phoebe xox
Ps Phoebe sends special hugs to Daisy x
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Dear Matt, we so longed & prayed for a miracle. But reading this reminds me of the miracle of Ngaire’s and your life together. The depth of love for each other that you allow us to glimpse in your beautiful words, surely speaks of God’s “above & beyond” that you could never have imagined those years ago. And we do rejoice in knowing whose arms Na is in now, and that for her all suffering has ceased. We continue to pray for you, boys and family Matt. With love – Lou & Ron xx
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Beautiful Matt. Very touching. Ger and have have been thinking and praying for you and your family over the past few months, and we will continue.
We feel honored to have known Na. An amazing person, beautiful spirit. We will always be reminded of her, through the art that she has left us.
Jules and Ger Schmidt
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Thank you Jules. X
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Oh Matt,
She was such a giver of grace! She embodies the living hope that we all share. And in the pain you journeyed with her was such love and beauty – it can only point to our nail scarred Creator.
Love Jac xx
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Love you Jac x
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