Sunday, June 17, 2007

Remembering Renee

The loss of Renee is profound. My grief: deeper than words... As I attempt to share a glimpse of what is in my heart at any moment, I realize that the whole of it is too much to describe. How does one sum up such all-encompassing love? Ours was an unlikely and magical and sometimes infuriating love story. We companioned each other through fourteen years of raising children, joys, devastation, transformation, heartbreaks and triumphs. We ended more in love than we began.

Now I carry on alone. I am filled with awe and gratitude for this amazing gift of Renee (renewal) in my life, mindful that her love changed me, strengthened me and is more than enough to sustain me, even now. Her final gift, saying goodbye, has set in motion a new process of transformation.

Here is a slideshow of recent photographs:

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful.

    The words, the photos, the music. The love.

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  2. I cannot think of a more fitting tribute to Renee - it made me weep. Your love for each other is so evident, so beautiful. She certainly made a difference in my life.
    I love you Dede.

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  3. Dear Denise,

    I have just watched your beautiful tribute to Renee, and only recently learned of her passing. I was so moved by what I have seen on your blog that I felt compelled to write. I knew Renee for more than 20 years in the life we all shared as Sisters of the Holy Family. Renee entered the convent one year ahead of me, and we lived at the motherhouse in Fremont for several years together.

    I remember her as passionate, smart, witty, kind, generous, compassionate, and a hard worker. I also recall a quick temper (which I'm sure mellowed over the years), and the ability to come up with just the right quip when necessary ! I am so deeply sorry for your loss. It is comforting to know she was loved by someone as sensitive, thoughtful, and dedicated as you are.

    Be assured of my prayers for you. Renee is perhaps with you more deeply now than you could ever have imagined.

    Peace and all good things, Denise.

    Terry

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