Hope ...
Nic Hart
Averil lived her life bringing sunshine and a zest for life to many each day ... tragically she died of a treatable illness let down by professionals we all trusted to care for her.
Averil sent us this email from hospital in early 2012.
Averil's email reads .... "
Hope is the Thing with Feathers - Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
2012 will be a great year, i can feel it!
Have a wonderful day everyone
I love you - Bill x"
It is difficult to read Averil's emails without dying a little inside. What is there to say or do that will make any difference or create any meaning in life now that she is lost so tragically ?
I can only Search for Hope ......
Hope
Please perch in our souls
Please sing the tune without words
Please never stop at all
and please take our endless love
across the skies to Averil