Tuesday, April 23, 2013
15750. Elizabeth Theresa Hansen
Some people bring great vivacity to our lives. They light up a room when they enter it. They carry a warm glow with them wherever they go. That glow provides both brightness and warmth, as their personalities just force smiles onto our faces. It's them for whom we feel the most loss when they go. When Elizabeth went, her family saw a curtain coming down on a great performer. "The lights have dimmed on Broadway," they wrote. The show is over.
I can't tell you how many times I've stood over my dad's grave and smiled. Some people, like Elizabeth, I'm sure, have the power to bring happiness beyond their final days. They leave us memories of crazy occurrences, of wild times, of great fits of laughter, even of funny facial expressions. (In my dad's case it's a ludicrously long list of dirty jokes, but who's counting). They have a way of letting us know that they are the stars, we are the audience. It's makes the closing of the final act seem both more and less painful, if you catch the way I'm thinking. We hate to see them go, but have more ways to cope with their loss.
By the way, did I ever tell you the one about the nun in the bathtub?