Caroline St. John Close
Born
October 18, 1925
Boonville, California
Died
January 29, 2009
Bakersfield, California
She asked that this hymn be sung at her funeral,
Hymn of Promise
In the bulb there is a flower
In the seed an apple tree.
In cocoons, a hidden promise.
Butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter,
There’s a spring that waits to be
Unrevealed until its season.
Something God alone can see.
-Natalie Sleeth, 1986
She was my mother and I ache to talk with her again.
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Dearest Catherine,
I know your aching heart because I lost my mother, too. Hold on to God's hand real tight--this was the best advice that I received when I was grieving.
With sincere condolences,
A knitting friend
Catherine -- I'm so sorry that I hadn't checked your blog earlier -- my condolences. My mother died in January -- and we just passed the 40 day "mark." In Europe, that day is a big day -- you sort of have a celebration/wake, and it is a nice way to have a little more closure.
It's still very hard.
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