Last Tuesday ( January 21st.) was an important day in our house,
my daughter India ‘s 21st. birthday.
Sadly India was not physically present to celebrate with us.
Due to a brain tumour she is now dancing with the angels.
We held a special family dinner, in her honour.
India was known as the pink princess, so the table was
themed with pinks.
Pink lillies were her favourite flower, so I placed them in her
grandmother’s china cups.I know she would have smiled.
A celebration cake filled with stawberries was the order of the day.
After dinner we released several hot pink balloons, I’m sure
she would have been pleased.
A good friend sent me this poem;
Those we love don’t go away
They walk beside us everyday
Unseen, unheard, but always near
Still loved, still missed and very dear.
Beautiful words and oh so true.
A sad but beautiful day of both celebration and reflection.