Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again
Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet
Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light
(C. Dion)
I don't think I put the youtube bit on correctly, but if you click on it it takes you to the song...
She would have been 12 today, had she been healthy. It's her should-have-been birthday. But the scheduled c-section was cancelled when the docs learned she had Edward's syndrome. They don't do "unnecessary surgery when the baby is terminal."
Still don't agree with that.
Today is always harder somehow than her actual birthdate. Because had she been born today, she would still be here.
But still, no regret. I'd take it all again even if it meant she could be in my life no other way. My sweet Arlyann. The photo is her with her big brother Justin, who was 5 at the time.
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Stevie...those words are such a befitting tribute to your little one..my heart goes out to you..
Little Arlyann will grow as she would have in your heart and soul..
She came for a moment..and stayed in your heart forever..and things will never be the same again
sending a big cyber huddle to you..and a happy birthday kiss to the sky for Arlyann..xx...
Oh, Stevie..she is beautiful..
the video gave me goosebumps...
it is a lovely song, isn't it? I'd like to set it to soem film and photos I have of her... I love the picture of Justin with his little sis. He misses her still, as does Scotty. He wrote a story about her in school a few years ago. I have it at home... when I get back I'll put it on here for you. It's so sweet!
thanks for my hug Gyps, and for the birthday wishes for my little angel.
I think koos is the best person to ask about putting photos to music, that would be lovely..
yes it is a sweet pic of Justin with her..
Would be nice to see scottys story..
our little Lucia died on her brother Liams 3rd birthday..My sister came to my house with him after Lucia died in hospital..it was a strange day because he was excited opening his presents..but then people were coming over all upset and he didn't understand..
It's hard for the children to understand whats happening..but it's them what keep you going..
I'd like to think that Arlyann and Lucia are two little angels playing together somewhere..x..
I love that idea Gypsy. The two of them playing and laughing and smiling. And to honour that, we'll do the same down here...
Yes we will..x..
Scotty's story...
(Scotty was only 2 and a half when she died, so his memories of her are not as clear as Justin's, something that has really bothered him in recent years. He wrote this when he was 10).
Once, when I went in my backyard I met Coyote. It was summer time. I told him about my life. Soon we knew each other more. When that happened I asked him to take me to Vancouver. When we got there I asked if I could see my sister again.
When I saw her I explained I was her brother. We played tag on the beach and chased the Seagulls. When I heard Coyote howl I explained I had to go. We hugged and said "goodbye" and she disapeared.
I went to Coyote and I hugged him and we went home. He said, "I'm sorry she had to go."
I said, "Don't be, you know no one can change the past."
We said goodbye and he left and I went inside.
By Scotty Stevens
Oh Steph, my heart goes out to you on this day...
Arlyann knows more love than we here on earth do.
I was at Blue Lake (the Windermere Creek one) last night.
It was dusk and I saw the earth move as the evening star rose, following the angle of the horizon up the shoulder of a mountain.
It was one of the most profound sights I have ever experienced.
I will dedicate that ascent to Arlyann's memory.
Scotty wrote that at ten years old!!...it's a beautiful heartfelt peice, and so insightful..I think he has your gift of writing..
That was lovely Dale..
Oh Stevie - there are some things no human being should ever have to endure, and the loss of a child is one of them. I agree with you about the C-section. To enforce a labour under such circumstances is, I think, a special kind of sadism. It helps some, I know, but it should always be about choice.
What a beautiful picture, and although the lyrics are fitting and perfect, it was Scotty's piece which had the tears already in my eyes from reading your post overflowing. Just stunning writing, and with a maturity and beauty many adult writers would give their right hands for.
Gypsy, was Lucia your sister's child? I'm not sure how you support someone though such a loss.
I got cross with my youngest this morning because she borrowed and seems to have lost her sister's $300 calculator. Don't give a stuff now. I wish she was home from school so I could just hug her.
Love to you, and to your beautiful Arlyann and Gypsy's Lucia.
I want to hug my kids now, too...
Scott's piece is insightful in a way only a child can express.
Margie, yes Lucia was my sisters child..she lived till she was 11month old..
The thing that makes Arlyann and Lucia so special is that they were both born around the same time, with the same rare genetic disorder, Edward's syndrome..
At that time there was only 12 babies born with it in the world!..
Strange how a Blog can bring these two little ones together, that shared the same illness..
(a sprinkle of magic dust maybe?)
I couldn't imagine how it feels to loose a little one..I can just stand back in awe of people like my sister and Stevie, who show the world what great strength is..
It does seem like a bit of magic that Gypsy and I would share this part of our life...
Thank you guys for being there for this day... it is hard to let myself feel melancholy... I always berate myself, and say "cowboy up, Stevens, and count yer blessings."
I don't know if this will make sense of not, but sometimes I need to let myself miss her, and knowing you were out there made it okay... it was so comforting... thankyou.
Maybe it was our angels that guided us together Gypsy...
Hey you guys, I went to one of my young people's art show opening last night, and as this kid has a wonderfully free and wild style, I decided to dress the part... so I went in a purple wig, lots of make up and a lowcut black dress... a total contrast to my feelings the past day or two, and much needed fun... when I get to work and my good computer, I'll post a shot of my purple hair day...
Letting yourself, Stevie, miss her, makes great sense to me..
oh boy oh boy..stand back world..stevie in purple wig and lowcut dress!..bet you were the belle of the ball..
get that pic up now!!..
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