Gita's Tale

Whether the loss is after a life well and fully lived or one cut tragically short, these lyrics free the grief and loss trapped inside. …if only for a few, brief moments in time. A special thank you to April.

Here I am,
Lost in the light of the moon,
That comes through my window.

Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It’s you and the roses.

[CHORUS]
Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
When I see your eyes,
Now I’m living,
In your afterglow.

Here I am,
Lost in the ashes of time,
But who wants tomorrow,
In between,
Longing to hold you again,
I’m caught in your shadow.
I’m losing control.

My mind drifts away,
We only have today.

[CHORUS]
Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way,
I will sacrifice,
‘Til the blinding day,
When I see your eyes.

Now I’m living,
In your afterglow [in your afterglow].
When the veils are gone,
As I let you go,
As I let you go.

[CHORUS]
Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
I will sacrifice,
Now I’m living,
In your afterglow.

Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It’s you who is closest.

by INXS

Your Momma J set you free at 5:22pm, today. We lifted you up with Evensong (All Creatures Great and Small) in Connecticut, Gershwin’s ‘They Can’t Take That Away from Me’ and ‘Stairway to Paradise’ and Handel’s Messiah in Ohio and a whole lot of loving souls surrounding you.

We’ll say goodbye, for now. Just for a little while. The wounds are too raw and the pain is too huge for us to share much, at the moment.

So, here is your Momma J singing ‘He shall feed his flock’ from Handel’s Messiah. You’ve heard her sing this many, many times during your lifetime. (You traveled the world with her during her singing career. Wherever you were allowed, you were there. You always loved her singing to you.) She wanted this audio clip placed here for you. As so, for you dear, sweet Hankabear:

“Then shall the eyes of the blind be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped.
Then shall the lame man leap as an hart, and the tongue of the dumb shall sing.
He shall feed His flock like a shepherd; and He shall gather the lambs
with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and gently lead those that are with young.”

She also wanted us to share a couple photos.

Taken this very morning:

Your Goodbye E-card:

Dear, sweet, beautiful Hank (-a-bear),

We could see it coming. No one really wanted to speak it. Once the words are out in the world, they become real. We know we’ve begun saying our long goodbyes to you. You no longer see us. You no longer hear us. Yet, you know we’re here. You still smell our scent. You still feel our presence.  …and that still makes you happy. You still give us your cute little dachshund tail wiggle.

We promise to watch closely.

We promise to listen closely.

We promise to help you should you ask.

We promise to do our best and not hold on too long.

And when the time comes. ..

We promise to do our best and not let our ‘stuff’ get in your way.

We promise we will never forget you. We couldn’t even if we tried.

We can’t promise we won’t feel ripped apart.

We can’t promise our hearts won’t be in tiny pieces.

We can promise you will be free.

Leash-free! Young, beautiful Hank. Running, romping, and playing with absolute abandon. Like on the farm, that day, remember?

Sunbathing.

Pure Bliss.

Hank-style.

We will love you. … forever.

P.S. I love you ‘big big brother’.

~Your ‘little sister’, Gita

Gita’s Hankabear

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