Sunday, May 23, 2010


Two years ago, Joey's friends gathered daily in a team effort to put together a slide show of his life.
Days of work, sorting and scanning pictures,
trying to get the computer to cooperate,
creating a beautiful and cherished expression of what he meant to us.
What's missing in this picture?
Only him.

A circle of his best friends at the memorial- his absence so palpable.

His beloved surfboard never to be ridden again...cared for now by Rachel.
An artifact of an unfinished life.

His bungalow all packed up, with the remains of his favorite mid-century furniture--
back to the store from which he had just purchased it...
So full of his spirit and yet just sticks of wood without him there.
His favorite sandals, just where he left them the night before...
now entrusted to Kevin.
Empty reminders of his short journey.
Missing him.
Weeping for our loss.
Two years.

Wishing him back cannot make it so.
Still the wishing, praying, longing never ends.
It's the pain in the chest that never goes away.
We wait.

Psalm 123
I lift my eyes to you,
O God, enthroned in heaven.
2 We keep looking to the Lord our God for his mercy,
just as servants keep their eyes on their master,
as a slave girl watches her mistress for the slightest signal.
3 Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy...


karen gerstenberger said...

Thank you for sharing these photos of the life and friends of a young man I never met, yet who I love, because of you. I am so sorry for your pain. Sending love to you.

Jenny said...

Praying for you, dear friend. This journey is a tough one that we are traveling.

Anonymous said...

Heavy heart and tears for you. The most precious of pictures, and understanding what each word means.
Wishing and missing.....I never go a day without saying and thinking the very same. I am sharing the loss for the son you both so dearly miss. Love Sharon

Lori Ignacio said...

**tears rolling down my face** Thank you so much for sharing your pictures and your heart with us. My heart aches so much for you. Being the Mama of a son I can't even begin to imagine your pain and when I do it hurts so bad I can't hardly breathe. I am so sorry. You have always been and will continue to be a huge part of my prayers! I love you so much. xoxoxo

Anna said...

When I was grieving about my brother, it wasn't as bad as my mom's passing. I was a care taker for her and so responsible. When I said my goodbyes to her---it didn't feel like the end. It felt like I still needed to include her in everything.

I can't seem to knock that feeling and it's been 10 years. I pray you be able to feel you have done your best daily for Joey.

Big hugs to you--holding your heart in mine.

A Maui Blog said...

"... it's the pain in the chest that never goes away" .... that's what losing a loved one truly is ...


A Maui Blog said...

"... it's the pain in the chest that never goes away" .... that's what losing a loved one truly is ...