Dying is a lonely journey. Not only for the sick person but also for the family. As hard as we may try to avoid death, the truth is that we do a lousy job of it. Science and medicine will certainly postpone it, even staying healthy might seem to delay it, but the harsh reality is that death does not wait for you, it does not ask you, and it does not listen to you. Death ignores your feelings and wants; you do not matter to death…Death is the only certainty in life! We need to remember that our existence here is fragile, and we never have as much time with people as we think we do. If there is someone or someones out there that you love, don’t neglect that and don’t put off engaging with them because waits for no-one… Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child.
My Daughter’s Eyes
The eyes of my daughter
When i look in my daughter’s eyes
Its like looking into the skies
When i look in my daughter’s eyes
Sometimes all i see is her cries
When i look in my daughter’s eyes
You will never see any goodbyes
when i look in my daughter’s eyes
People will never be downsize
When i look in my daughter’s eyes
Maybe there will be some lies
I am a sixty plenty wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation.
Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend.
I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child.
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10 thoughts on “My Daughter’s Eyes”
Those are, besides beautiful, wise and strong eyes.
A calm courage waits in them
like a belief that breathes in her soul
those black pearls of mysterious power
glow like a beacon of hope
it is as if she is saying
i shall continue the fight
her will is deeper than she herself knows
that luster speaks so much more
she is a gem as i can see
she is a warrior in her ways
that strength that originates in the depths of her
flows out and gives her eyes a brilliant grace…
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Thanks for the inspiring words… and please don’t forget to give Vic the best from me… with love, Aarthi
I am just catching up on all of the posts I have missed from you this month. I can so clearly see the pain and exhaustion in her beautiful eyes. Bless you both.
Vic's Final Journey 
Those are, besides beautiful, wise and strong eyes.
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Vic is strong, wise, strong, willful and beautiful. Thank you Lucinda!
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I don’t know what to say so am just looking into her eyes.
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Hugs and thanks Julie!
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Tersia – she is a lovely daughter. I imagine it as you are looking into your soul when you look into her eyes. Have a good day.
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Thank you! She is so beautiful!
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A calm courage waits in them
like a belief that breathes in her soul
those black pearls of mysterious power
glow like a beacon of hope
it is as if she is saying
i shall continue the fight
her will is deeper than she herself knows
that luster speaks so much more
she is a gem as i can see
she is a warrior in her ways
that strength that originates in the depths of her
flows out and gives her eyes a brilliant grace…
:)
Thanks for the inspiring words… and please don’t forget to give Vic the best from me… with love, Aarthi
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Dear Aarthi, You bring so much pleasure to my life with your beautiful words. I will read this to her. It is so beautiful!!
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I am just catching up on all of the posts I have missed from you this month. I can so clearly see the pain and exhaustion in her beautiful eyes. Bless you both.
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