Post 1648. Sunday December 10
‘Look Daddy, the fairies are back! They are dancing round and round’ She often saw them, but all I could see was the little village I made for her at the bottom of the garden. 'They are waving to us Daddy, do you see?'
‘So they are’ I said, waving one hand whilst crossing the fingers of the other! Well, it was only a white lie.
Maria was born poorly. Unable to walk unaided, she would sit in her wheelchair for hours on end singing, laughing, and talking with the fairies. We knew her life would be short, but the end came far sooner than we expected. Just eight short years, but joyous ones nonetheless.
This morning when I opened the curtains I saw a ring of fairies dancing round and round in the little village at the bottom of the garden. They waved to me and I waved back The prettiest of them all was little Maria.
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Thank you, Eric Wiklund for providing this week's inspirational photograph.
This one made me tear up.ReplyDelete
Thanks so much for reading and commenting mimiDelete
A beautiful sentiment. At least Maria finally got to dance with the fairies.ReplyDelete
It's where she belongs! Thanks James.Delete
O this one made me sad but with a smile on my face. May the music never stop for little Maria.ReplyDelete
The best of both worlds! Cheers SheenaDelete
A truly touching story!ReplyDelete
Thank you ReenaDelete
Thank you so muchDelete
This is just wonderful Keith. Beautifully done.ReplyDelete
Kind of you to say so Iain. Much appreciated.Delete
Hi Keith - we do learn so much as we watch our loved ones pass on ... I'm sure fairies are waiting for the children ... loved the story line here - cheers HilaryReplyDelete
We do indeed Hilary. Thank youDelete
A touching story.ReplyDelete
This one is so sad and tragic. At least she is with the fairies, in a far better land. Wonderfully written, Keith.ReplyDelete
Thanks for yur kind words neel.Delete
Awwe, I feel sad for the parents, but so happy for Maria that now, she would not just be able to walk, but to dance with gleeful abandon, along with her fairy sisters! Loved it.ReplyDelete
I was probably always meant to be that way, a fairy in waiting. Thank you AnuragDelete
Lovely, story, Keith. She went to join her fairy friends at the bottom of the garden. :) --- SuzanneReplyDelete
Indeed she did. At least her brief life had a happy ending. Thanks SuzanneDelete
Beautiful story from a tragic tale.ReplyDelete