“Let your life speak”
I love this old Quaker quote. For me it says it all – simply and beautifully. I like to think that is what I try to do as imperfect and clumsy as my attempts often may be.
But my brother, George – he was a different story. He truly did let his life speak.
It was a life of courage and perseverance, hard work, generosity, abundant love and caring, a very funny sense of humor, humility, kindness and acceptance even in times of great personal loss and pain. He was a devoted dad and grandpa, husband and brother. He really was special.
My brother George died on Friday and a hole has been left in our family of six siblings.
But as has been my way whenever I’ve needed to take a deep breath and be brave, face the unknown, accept life’s twists and turns, challenging that they may be, I always think of my brother George.
His life reflected the true miracle of the human spirit – and so he will live on.