Iíve heard it said, many times, that a person is not truly gone as long as he or she is remembered.Ten years ago I made a promise, that I would remember, and this is my celebration of a person who is never truly gone from me.

 

Happy birthday, Mom.Wherever you may be, may you be filled with life, love, and happiness.You brought joy to all who knew you.

 

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Emma Joyce Antrim, Sept. 5, 1933 Ė April 29, 1995

 

Over the last decade, Iíve written a few essays in celebration and in memory of her life:

Dance (9/5/05)

In memory, 9/5/04

Sept 5

Music

What Was and Is

Gifts

Lessons

Light

Safe harbor

Symbols

Memories 9/5/06

Candle 9/5/07

Diamond Anniversary

9/5/08

 

 

 

poems:

Joyce

journey

 

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