One Year After The Death Of Lady Lawanda

After a life all too brief but one brimming with courage, compassion, friendship, dedication, leadership, and grace, Lady Lawanda, the woman who was the center of my life for the past several years, died June 2, 2008.

Beyond my own love and grief, for which I have no words, I offer these two memorials to her life.

Nightingale

From my post one year ago:

Almost two years ago, on the deck overlooking the back lawn, Lady Lawanda and I and first listened to the songs from Anjani’s Blue Alert album. Aware of her prognosis even then, she was at once taken by the words and sounds of The Nightingale and arranged for it to be played at her memorial service. Many times since then, especially in the days and weeks just past, she turned to this same song which resonated deeply with something inside her to provide comfort and strength.

Nightingale, sung by Anjani

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I basked in you

I basked in you;
I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love.
And death doesn’t prevent me from loving you.
Besides,
in my opinion you aren’t dead.
(I know dead people, and you are not dead.)

— Franz Wright from Walking to Martha’s Vineyard

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