Thank you everyone who has been signing and praying still. This just doesn't get any better as time goes on. I miss her... I started missing her the second after she died, and it just hurts everywhere.
We are still working on getting final details scheduled--primarily the biggest thing holding us up is scheduling the church. I won't rant about that right now, but hopefully things will work themselves out and we'll get Saturday morning at a church for mass. Preliminarily, we are planning a Friday night vigil/rosary at the mortuary, Saturday morning mass, followed by procession to the graveside. There will be a reception following nearby--those details (like location) we are still working on as well. There is just so much to do right now. I guess it's good because it's keeping us busy, but I can't imagine the lack of usefulness I'm going to feel once the services are over.
Bastian & Perrott Oswald Mortuary
818-886-8600
18728 Parthenia St
Northridge CA
Once we have times confirmed tomorrow, we will post all the details here. We are planning to keep the services open to any who want to be there, so please come if you like--we'd be so happy to see everyone Elizabeth loved and who loved her who want to come. And don't go buying any new black clothes because we are asking everyone to wear some COLOR--Elizabeth would appreciate that. Last year she declared it to be "Fancy Rainbow Day" on March 25 when everyone should wear their favorite colors. She always did like holidays, so of course she had to make one up of her own. So let's make her service a celebration of Fancy Rainbow Day.
We are working on the everlasting memorial page, so PLEASE start thinking of any great Elizabeth stories you could share with us. Right now it is so hard for us to remember Elizabeth before the past two months when she's been really sick, and we will need your memories of Elizabeth to help us out. I can't stop thinking about her passing and how one moment my arms were full of Elizabeth and the next they were just empty, even though I was still holding her body. I just miss her. There will also be a time for stories at the vigil on Friday night and we invite you to think about if there is anything you want to share then.
Those are the early things... we'll post again more concrete plans tomorrow as soon as we've nailed down a church. Thank you everyone.
posted by The Hill Family @ 7:36 PM
5 Comments:
Dear Emilie ~
Oh, how my heart aches for you. I know there is nothing, absolutely nothing! that can console you right now, but I will pray that with time your pain will slowly ease up. I wish I could hug you personally.
-I wanted to make a note to you and the family as to what I consider to be my most memorable memory of Elizabeth since I have been reading this blog for a year and a half. I had to go through many entries before I finally found it under March 28/06. I clicked on the ClubMom.com article that you had written re 'Bald heads and weirdos'. The comment that Elizabeth replied to the girl who had called her a weirdo because of her bald head was absolutely precious. I remember thinking, "You go, girl!" That proved how strong and spunky Elizabeth was and I respected that so much in such a young child. And I believe that she continued showing those same traits right up until she took those last breaths in her mommy's arms.
God bless you, your husband, and your entire family.
ChemoAngel Denise Y.
Hi Sweet Emilee: My memory of Elizabeth is dressed in her Mermaid costume with the wig of long hair. She truly is a Princess. I will be there Saturday for sure! I just want to hold you in my arms and give you a hug. Please give your precious baby boys (no matter how old) a hug for me too. Hugs, to you and your hubby, Ginny
I am stll wrapping all of you in wings of love and lifting you up in prayer. I pray for you to have all the support and comfort necessary for you to do all the things that have to be done. I am praying for a rainbow to appear for Elizabeth's own holiday, as it is celebrated along with her life. It may have been shorter than anyone expected or wanted , but the impact that it made on so many people is astounding. Her courage and strength will live on in others who have been touched by her. My love to you all. Tina Wood, MA
"Tomorrow morning," the surgeon began, "I'll open up your heart..."
"You'll find Jesus there," the girl interrupted.
The surgeon looked up, annoyed "I'll cut your heart open," he continued, to see how much damage has been done..."
"But when you open up my heart, you'll find Jesus in there," said the girl.
The surgeon looked to the parents, who sat quietly. "When I see how much damage has been done, I'll sew your heart and chest back up, and I'll plan what to do next."
"But you'll find Jesus in my heart. The Bible says He lives there. The hymns all say He lives there. You'll find Him in my heart."
The surgeon sat in his office, recording his notes from the surgery, "...damaged aorta, damaged pulmonary vein, widespread muscle degeneration. No hope for transplant, no hope for cure. Therapy: painkillers and bed rest. Prognosis:," here
he paused, "death within one year."
He stopped the recorder, but there was more to be said. "Why?" he asked aloud. "Why did You do this? You've put her here; You've put her in this pain; and You've cursed her to an early death. Why?"
The Lord answered and said, "The girl, My lamb, was not meant for your flock for long, for she is a part of My flock, and will forever be. Here, in My flock, she will feel no pain, and will be comforted as you cannot imagine. Her parents will one day join her here, and they will know peace, and My flock will continue to grow."
The surgeon's tears were hot, but his anger was hotter. "You created that girl, and You created that heart. He'll be dead in months. Why?"
The Lord answered, "The girl, My lamb, shall return to My flock, for she has Done her duty: I did not put My lamb with your flock to lose her, but to retrieve another lost lamb."
i can't make it to the memorial service as i am on the other side of the country, but i will wear as much color as possible on that day and tell my friends on myspace to do the same.
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