Liam was never a candidate for a transplant (and if you followed the blog that describes all her suffering during the last year, you already know the reasons why). But, what if she did? What would have waited for us?
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will continue to post stuff about Liam, but also throw in random thoughts. As usual, remember that it's your choice for being here. Don't complain if you don't like what you read.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Like a candle in the wind
Yesterday
I was watching the candle - which Rachel placed next to Laimi's picture
- as it was burning out. In case you don't remember, when a candle is
burning down, the flame is already gone but the wick is still red and
the room is filled with the annoying and unusual smoke. The candle
itself is not strong enough to revive the flame, but on the other hand
not weak enough to be completely out. It gradually and almost painfully
fades away, away, away . . . until it's distinguished. It was
difficult not to make any parallelism between this candle dying and that dying, especially since this candle
posed so shamelessly right there, next to Liam. And a few of Elton's are
too accurate not to mention here:
Ain't that right? Liam was so lively and bright like a candle, so warm. But every "gust" or medical issues threatened her well being. Still . . .
For some odd reason a few tears are coming for a visit as I'm singing this to myself.
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Like a candle in the wind
Ain't that right? Liam was so lively and bright like a candle, so warm. But every "gust" or medical issues threatened her well being. Still . . .
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Your legend ever did
For some odd reason a few tears are coming for a visit as I'm singing this to myself.
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