A Farewell To Marge
by Joy L. Hale
Thursday, February 16, 2012
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Some of you know that I have had writers block for about four months. Upon hearing of the passing of my friend, Marge, I felt that I needed air. I stepped out to my deck and the day was overcast and drizzly; suddenly the sun came out brightly, as if Marge was sending me a message from the heavenlies telling me that all was well. When I came in the house, words came flooding into my mind. My last gift from Marge.
Fellow Poets and Friends,
Don’t ever think that angels do not live amongst us, for I believe they do. How else would I explain the presence and friendship with my dearest friend, Marge Baker? Marge went to be with our Lord and Savior this morning at 2:30 AM; her daughter Margie Jo and granddaughter Stephanie holding her hands as she passed into Glory with a beatific smile on her face, knowing that her true journey into eternity was just ahead of her.
She resides now in her Heavenly mansion, walking on streets of gold, greeting the many loved ones that went before her. Marge has seen the face of God and walked in the gardens of Paradise with Jesus whom she had loved and worshipped since she was a small child.
I am still flooded with tears of not ever being able to talk, laugh, or share our hearts together and maybe most important of all… the fun and laughter we enjoyed as true friends sharing one heart together. I hope to soon pass through the valley of tears and loss, to start rejoicing as Marge would have done had I gone before her.
I will be speaking at her service and I ask for prayers that I will be able to do justice to the fine, outstanding: friend, mother, daughter, wife, sister, aunt and grandmother that she was. I believe my Lord will give me just the right words to speak as I honor my friend, confidante and mentor of so many years.
A few years ago, as I was ending a conversation with Marge, I said goodbye, as usual and she told me that she didn’t want to say ‘goodbye” anymore to her loved ones and dearest of friends. When I asked her why, she explained to me the word goodbye was too final for her and that she would rather just simply say “later.” I thought about what she said for days afterwards, reveling in the wisdom I had learned to expect from her.
So, Marge, I will not say goodbye to you now for I have confidence that I will see you once again- Later.
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|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|What a beautiful poem, and how deeply you loved your friend!
I lost my dearest friend in the world a few days ago...my pop.
It broke my heart, but the night he died I had fallen asleep. I woke suddenly to what felt like a breeze saying "See you later alligator...it's so hard to leave you." It was my father. This had been our code when I was little, and we had not said it since but I knew at that moment he was on his way to Heaven. I confirmed the time later had been the time of his death but what he meant was this is not good-bye, it is only see you later.
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|heartfelt, Joy..all the best. Morgan|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|MUCH LOVE TO YOU JOY...TO PART WITH A GOOD FRIEND IS HARD BUT IT IS GOOD TO KNOW, LIKE MARGE SAID, THAT IT'S NOT FOREVER...JUST UNTIL...LATER. MAY GOD FILL YOU WITH ALL THE STRENGTH YOU NEED WHEN YOU SPEAK AT HER SERVICE. THANKS FOR SHARING. BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Judith Ann (Reader)
|This is a beautiful heartfelt tribute to your friend. A true friend is a rare jewel and a great loss when they leave us. I too lost my dearest and best friend whom I still miss to this day and it's been over 20 years. I cherish the times we shared together. I'm so thankful for having a friendship like we had and look forward to the time we will see each other again as I know you do as well. Time helps the loss but she will always be near as you will feel her presents from time to time. Friends are a wonderful gift.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|a very moving tribute addressed to a delightful lady ...|
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|*Lady Joy* I found this to be fitting and only an addition to your sweet loving tribute to Marge, and would very much like to share it with you:
We cannot measure our friendships in dollars, time or weight.
We cannot see it coming, that part is left to fate.
But once we know the blessings that come with one good friend,
we know the joy and gladness of friendship without end.
Wishing You Well
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|So heartfelt and touching as this is truly an amazingly written tribute and so sorry for your loss (Hugs) Laura
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Aw! This is so touching, Joy! My deepest sympathy to you for your loss! Marge sounds like she was my kind of people....as for speaking at her service, what you've written here would be fabulous!
Hugs & Love
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Truly heartfelt, Joy. So sorry for your loss.|
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
|Sweet angel in heaven and among us
Within her soul a graceful spirit
True friends sharing one heart together
Blessings Dear Joy ~ a heartfelt
tribute to your friend Marge
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Connie Faust
|Friends like Marge are precious treasures. I have no doubt you will share an encouraging message and bring honor to her memory as you speak from your heart.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A beautiful and loving tribute well-shared, Joy. I believe in angels too; I really do not know where I would be today if they had not saved me (from myself at times) on this journey. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Treasured sentiments. The love and kindred spirit you shared with Marge is undeniable in the photo. Your confidence is not in vain. A touching write. peace and blessings ... richard|
|Reviewed by Mark Lichterman
|Sometimes, Joy, what we need to break our writers block is a jolt to the heart. You had your jolt and responded with this beautiful tribute to your dear friend. Shame it had to be that kind of a jolt.
Your friend; Mark
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|What a loving tribute to your friend, Joy. I don't know anything else to say but that. I'm thinking of you . . .|