Ah, I have been surrounded by angels this week! Yesterday my friend Trix, just popped around with a beautiful bunch of roses…yellow and orange. Vic would have loved the flowers and the gesture! Vic’s eldest sibling too dropped off a beautiful bunch of flowers.

Yesterday we burnt candles for Vic. We all cried. We all desperately missed Vic.

Trix is a “new” friend. She is part of the Stepping Stone Hospice steering committee. Trix is funny, fit, bright, dynamic and very intelligent! She is absolutely amazing, and no amount of effort or work for Stepping Stone Hospice is too much effort. Trix posts these amazing comments on Facebook throughout the day. Her posts are philosophical, funny and radiates her love of life and people.

Trix has become such an important part of my life in a short period of time. She has a way of saying “Do what you must do to cope with today…” She is not the huggy/kissy type friend… Under her chirpy exterior lies one of the most positive and honest people I have ever had the privilege of knowing.

Now my friendship with Trix is one of the few goods things that came out of Vic’s illness… If Vic had not dreamt of a Hospice and Trix had not lost a husband to cancer in a Hospice In-Patient unit we may never have met…

Another new friend is Wendie Deacon http://deaconfamilyblog.wordpress.com/an-angel-named-vic/ Wendie is a nice person who is truly gifted. Wendie has challenges of her own and the way she has handles these challenges are so brave! She messages and says such beautiful things of Vic… That on it’s only is enough to truly endear her to me. Wendy wrote a beautiful poem for Vic… Thank you dear Wendie for honouring Vic with your words!

If only Vic could read Wendie’s beautiful poem… Do you think angels can read? I wish Vic could read these words…

An Angel named Vic

Who knew that you could fly dear Vic?

One day you sprouted wings

to soar.

Valiantly ascending heavenward

despite all you had endured.

At last the pain subsided

and all at once was gone.

You left a radiant legacy

that lovingly carries on.

A beautiful spirit in the sky.

Now free from sorrow, hurt and pain.

so many loved ones

here on earth

await embracing you again.

Deaconfamilysentiments©

Wendie Jeanne Deacon©

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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. https://tersiaburger.wordpress.com View all posts by tersiaburger

9 thoughts on “Can angels read?”

Angels can read, write, sing,dance, laugh and everything they always could only they are in perfect form- perfect in every way. You are so very sweet and I adopted you little do ya know. Challenges- more like blessings-sure I have my physical issues, and when I hear “oteo” anything, I cringe and just know that sweet Vic was in terrible pain-I have no room to complain. However, now, we have so much to rejoice about- I am going to share a few lines from one of my favorite movies “Courageous” during a eulogy scene- only I will use Vic’s name. Death is no respecter of persons-death is no respecter of youth. Death is a painful intruder and a pernicious reminder of our human condition.”
Jesus lives-he’s no longer entombed- and because he lives, Vic lives- and that gives us hope and reason to rejoice greatly. ( I also posted this in reply to your last beautiful comment.

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