My Chap and I are away in Cornwall this week – the beautiful coastline, countryside and gardens are replenishing my soul – along with some great fish cooked by My Chap :-). I’ve been reflecting on what a momentous year this has been – I’ve found more inner resilience than I knew I had. I’m a stronger person than I was.
Today’s ‘In a vase on Monday’ is somewhat unconventional – the photo is nearly a year old but I hope you’ll allow me this.
It’s been a year since my friend (and former partner of 20 years) Steve died so suddenly on 30th April 2015.
I could tell you a million stories of Steve – we all have them. Instead I’m going to tell about the significance of the flowers I chose for his funeral – they reflect his life and interests:
- A red rose – because he was a proud Lancastrian, he loved the hills, towns and villages of this green and pleasant land
- Cream roses – like the ones from his beloved mother’s garden
- Sea thistle – because he loved the sea
- Orange blossom to represent his love of Spanish cities and many happy holidays with friends. Our last holiday was to Seville.
- Eucalyptus – to represent a wonderful holiday to Australia to visit my brother and his family.
- Purple heather – because he loved Scotland, hillwalking and the hills
- Rosemary – to reflect his love of cooking – he and my Dad were always discussing recipes. He talked recipes and food with my Chap too – and we cooked together often.
- Rosemary is for remembrance too
- And finally lavender – he loved sitting in my garden and loved the smell of lavender.
We read the following poem at Steve’s funeral:
Feel no guilt in laughter
Feel no guilt in laughter, he’d know how much you care.
Feel no sorrow in a smile that he is not here to share.
You cannot grieve forever; he would not want you to.
He’d hope that you could carry on the way you always do.
So, talk about the good times and the ways you showed you cared.
The days you spent together, all the happiness you shared.
Let memories surround you. A word someone may say
Will suddenly recapture a time, an hour, a day,
That brings him back as clearly as though he were still here,
And fills you with the feeling, that he is always near.
For if you keep those moments, you will never be apart
And he will live forever locked safely within your heart.
Steve was a big man with a big personality and he touched so, so many lives.
He has been taken far too soon – Rest in Peace Steve (1967-2015).
We remained friends to the end.
His sudden death affected me deeply – but I have realised how much resilence I have and am getting back to where I want to be. I couldn’t have done this without the love and support of My Chap, my family, Steve’s family and our many friends.
Life isn’t a dress rehearsal…. so I’m off to pick tulips in the garden of the cottage we are staying in (with permission). Part 2 of ‘In a vase on Monday’ later…
love Bec xxx
I’ve written about Steve elsewhere on my blog:
- Lilac, pincushions, tulips and recycled glass – In a Vase on Monday
- Wordless Wednesday – Rest in peace gentle giant
- Wordless Wednesday (not) – glorious birthday memories
- In a Vase on Monday – Love and rosemary for remembrance
You can find more about ‘In a vase on Monday’ which is hosted by Cathy at www.ramblinginthegarden.wordpress.com. today she is celebrating the wedding of her Younger Daughter – Cathy picked flowers from her garden for the bouquet and button holes. She’s very talented :-). Reading all the blogs from people around the world showing their flowers has lifted my mood this last year… thank you everyone 🙂