The Finality of It All

The tribute to Twilah on Thursday was special, but most importantly, necessary for her family (the Canadian branch). It was a chance for us to achieve some closure, something we were denied, including Twilah, because of the "evil that lurks in the hearts" of some. Odd how you can know someone for nearly 30 years, and yet not know how evil they are. He didn't amount to much, but he clearly was a convincing actor of the Academy Award variety. This blog is in Twilah's honour (thank you, Marilee), so I won't waste words on things that make me physically ill and that I cannot change, or that would sadden (anger) Twilah, if she were still alive. It will be a continuing tribute to Twilah, her love of life, her strength, generousity, and unending love.

Twilah would have warmed at the sight of her Canadian family, friends, and former colleagues getting together. We shared some laughs and some tears as we remembered the good times, when Twilah was living in Canada and still in good health. How quickly things changed.

At the end of the week end, there was more sadness for me when sister, Marilee, left for Toronto. Even more than the memorial, it represented such finality to Twilah's passing. I only hope that we will not wait until the next sad occasion for the Canadian family to be together again. I love my family just as I loved Twilah.