1. What a lovely wreath, and a lovely post, too. So sweet of you to do that, and how wonderful to have such a connection. (Perhaps you ought to start making inspirational wreaths?) Thanks, too, for “introducing” me to Amy online. She’s wonderful.

    • I don’t know that I’d have the creative power to make “inspirational wreaths” on a regular basis, but I was certainly moved by this experience. SO glad you connected with Amy. You’re amazing women, both of you, and I’m so lucky to be your friend!

  2. Loved this post so much, Melodye — the story of “meeting” Amy and how quickly you bonded — the serendipity of living so close to Maymer’s burial site (!), and of course the beautiful, loving gesture of making a wreath and placing it.

    The circular symbolism of the wreath reminds me of the lei — it also speaks of an embrace, unity, and love everlasting. “A ring is round and has no end . . . ” I remember loving that rhyme when I was little. πŸ™‚

    I love how you carefully selected all the elements for the wreath and how each has a special significance regarding both your Nana and Amy’s Maymer. Also love Marjorie’s haiku :).

    Truly, this is what this season is all about. Spreading joy, unselfishly where we can, honoring those we have lost and continuing to celebrate their lives. You are such an inspiration. We need more people like you in the world with such a generous heart. πŸ™‚

    • Anonymous

      your post

      The wreath and the love and time that went into creating it and writing this post are beautiful. I’m also impressed how you can get around and do all of this with your bum foot! Carol Baldwin

      • Re: your post

        It’s as they say, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” It wasn’t easy by any means, but boy howdy, was it ever worth it!

        Merry Christmas, dear Carol. Wishing you all the best that this moment, that all of 2015 has to offer. xo

    • I didn’t know that about the lei, but now that you mention it, Jama… Amazing, isn’t it, the way so many of our most cherished talismans & traditions find their refrain in other cultures?

      Thank you for these kind words, which, of course, made me cry. (Happy tears, but still.) I’m awestruck, again and again, by the miracle of our friendship. I treasure it, and you!!!

  3. That was beautiful, Melodye! Funnily enough, I woke up in the middle of the night, thinking of my grandmother, who died when I was 9. I even got up and wrote down some memories of her (we didn’t live close, but she did her best to make sure she still had a relationship with my sister and me). It seems that a need to honor one’s grandmothers is in the air! And what a beautiful way for you to do that. I think that our loved ones who have passed on ARE close to us at certain times, watching over us and letting us know that they love us, too.

    • I’ve heard from so many people lately that they’ve also felt their beloved grandmothers’ presence, more so now than ever…

      I’m really glad that when you were awakened in the night by thoughts of your grandmother, you got up to wrote out the things you remember.Those memories are, to coin a phrase from Proverbs, “apples of gold in settings of silver.”

  4. Anonymous

    Lovely tribute

    There are gifts … and there are gifts. What you’ve provided your friend is a gift beyond this world and across the miles. Well done, Melodye! It’s beautiful in design, execution, and intent!

    • Ha–“How very Melodye!” My husband says that, all the time. Variation: “It’s a Melodye thing.” πŸ™‚

      I’m so glad that you stopped by, and Echo, too. Smiling at you across the miles and wishing you the happiest of holidays. Our friendship means the world to me. xo

    • Thanks so much, Liz! *The dabbler in me bows to the professional artist in you*

      Merry Christmas, dear friend. What a wonderful ride it’s been, and who the heck knows where we’ll find ourselves next? πŸ™‚

  5. Anonymous

    Beautiful!

    What a wonderful and beautifully-told story of connections and those small but real miracles that surprise and bring us peace! Yes, there are things meant to be, and how blessed we are when we are open to see them and to embrace them! – Elizabeth Massie

    • Re: Beautiful!

      Thank you, Elizabeth. I’m remembering your generosity in making Circle of Caring bracelets as a way to help spread the word about DEAR BULLY, and your ongoing efforts to meet the needs of those less fortunate. How lucky am I, to have connected with someone as beautiful, inside and out, as you are. *sees and embraces you*

  6. Every element of this touches my heart. The circle of the wreath is one of the parts I love most, though swags can also be lovely. I love the elements you chose, in a very Victorian like way: each part precious with meaning. You have brought me to the depths and heights of the season. Sending love back, without the just right words and pictures.

    • You know how it’s said that “Like attracts like?” I truly feel that some of your Victorian, poetic leanings might’ve rubbed off on me. πŸ™‚ I appreciate (among MANY things about our friendship) that you’ve encouraged me to explore those parts of myself that came of having Nana in my life…in was in reading Borrowed Names that I started thinking about the broad and deep impact of our matriarchs, passed along to us through DNA and physical presence.

      Love to you, Jeannine, at Christmastime and always. Our friendship is, well, everything, no words or pictures necessary. xo

  7. Anonymous

    This was just beautiful melodye. loved it, reminded me of my mom, that past in 93.
    shes always with me. thanks for sharing. lovella

    • I’m so glad your mama stays with you, Lovella. I feel certain that your children and grandchildren feel blessed by your presence, too.

      Love to you and yours, during the holidays and always. xo

  8. Positively beautiful, Melodye! The wreath, the story, the message…everything. So strange that I’ve been thinking of my own “Nana” almost non-stop for the past couple of days. Must be the season… xox

    • Yes, it must be the season. Although our tender-hearted, loving grandmothers are a welcome presence any time of year, aren’t they?

      Merry Christmas, my dear friend. I’m wishing for you all the best that this season offers, and am sending much love and manyhugs across the miles. xo

  9. Anonymous

    such love

    Melodye, Your story, and this gift from the heart, has brought light and love into these dark winter days. Amazing, the way, friendships don’t depend on proximity anymore, the connections that mean the most to us are nurtured by words and deeds, shared visions, inspiration, and yes, love made visible where ever we are. This is surely my new favorite Christmas story. Blessings to you and sweet Amy. And I know grandmothers every where must be smiling!

    • Re: such love

      Thank you, Katrina, for bringing us together. It was through your “Gift of An Ordinary Day” that our friendship began, took root and blossomed into something extraordinary. And now, because this piece is being published at Jennifer Pastiloff’s Manifest-Station, our hope is that Maymer and Nana’s remembrance wreath will even more people into the ever-widening circle of friendship.

  10. Anonymous

    Postscript

    What more can I say here, my dear and thoughtful friend, that I have not already written to you here (https://mypathwithstarsbestrewn.wordpress.com/2014/12/18/tidings-of-comfort-and-joy/) or said to you in our countless tΓͺte-Γ -tΓͺtes, sharing stories and laughter and memories and tears? Only this: your name is music to my ears, and a song that will forever echo in my heart. Blessings and love and joy to you, Melodye – always and always, world without end. xox

  11. You are *right* Melodye–I love this entry! I love the serendipity of your new friend’s Maymer being buried so near you, and I love all the meaning you suffused your wreath with through the items you included on it (I love the hummingbird). An act of great generosity for a new friend–just wonderful.

    And I love nature’s own wreath, that glowing bougainvillea–and the final shot of the sun through the cemetery trees.

    Thank you so very much for sharing this! Have a lovely, joy-filled Christmas!

    • I knew the hummingbird would speak to you, and all of Nature’s gifts. So glad we share these sensibilities, and happy, too, that LiveJournal affords us a place to meet and share our stories.

      I’ll be switching over to WordPress soon, but not without notice. I hope we’ll be able to keep the connection intact, regardless of platform.

      Much love to you and yours this Christmas, and may 2015 bring you great tidings of comfort and joy.

    • Re: you

      Thank you so much, Amy. Soon enough, my story-in-full will find its home. (Can I Get a Witness?) I’ll never forget your encouraging words along the way, nor the inspiration I draw from your personal & professional example. xoxo

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