Staying Connected

We all have our own individual ways of staying connected to the ones we've lost to cancer.

I guess it depends on how big a part we played as care givers during the struggle and what kind of relationship we had BC, before cancer, when life was life the way we expected it to be.

As the years roll on in Leroy's case, I look back over the almost 5 years and see so many changes.  I can look at his cancer fight in a different way.  I don't think the outcome would have been any different.  Treatment for his colon cancer today is very similar to what it was when he was diagnosed, so I can't say, IF only he'd lived longer, survival would have been in the cards.  I can only hope that will change very soon.

I do think it's important to keep his memory alive.  He was a very big life.  He touched so many people with his wisdom, his humor, generosity and friendship.  I'd like to think every once in a while, some one, any one who benefited from knowing him takes a few minutes to think about how their lives are different because they knew Leroy Sievers.

His was a life lived with purpose and I was lucky enough to share in it.  A little piece of wall art at our home says it well, "There are some who bring a light so great to the world, that even after they have gone, the light remains."

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Sondra July 1, 2013 at 10:52 am

Laurie and friends,
I read another blog by a gifted writer whose last piece was so memorable I'd like to share.
Please see; http://andreacarlisle.com/. The title, "What To Take To A Dying Friend"
Thanks..

Laurie Singer Sievers July 2, 2013 at 5:28 pm

A soulful tribute...bravo
L

Michelle Clough July 1, 2013 at 10:02 am

I agree. I do still go back and read his blog when I need words and thoughts of wisdom. His honesty was, and still is inspiring.

Al June 28, 2013 at 6:51 pm

Each of us must assess and reflect upon what Leroy meant to us. His honesty, his humor, his sensitivity to others.....I could go on but needless to say he touched me when he was at his most vulnerable and in such a positive way. I don't know if I have ever seen his picture but I have a vision in my mind's eye of the "big guy...the mighty oak... yet also, the gardener who plants and nurtures his garden". He's one I'd liked to have had the opportunity to drink a beer with and talk about whatever came up. Words can paint a picture and so I have my picture firmly in my mind of the "big guy". I pray that one day we'll meet in the place I know as Heaven.

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