Joy is, Brian Andreas

Reflecting on Ward, this time of the year, reminds me of friends.
We received so many cards, flowers and unusual sympathy gifts, that I needed to chat about a few.
There were donations to Ward's college, the animal hospital where he was employed. The library received money in his name, for art books, and books about health. One of my dear friends, had masses said in Ward's name for an entire year. People took his photo to Israel, Chicago, Costa Rico, and left it there . His name and face, seen all over the world. We had bracelets make every year, to remember him being with us, on earth. These rubber bracelets are everywhere!!!!Maybe someone over in Korea is wearing my son's name, makes me happy. We had Ward's artwork framed and given to people, and continue to do all of these things, in honor of his precious life.

One gift I received , I pass everyday on our hall, reading each one. Matt Rogers, and his partner Bill gave me seven Brian Andreas signed prints, all having to do with loss and love. It was touching that so much thought had been put into a sympathy gift. Also that , my Matt, knows me so well.

I love Brian Andreas. He brings me, abundant Joy.All of his books, are worn thin, from my touch.
His drawings amuse me, and makes me know that my scattered thoughts are shared by others.

The loss is not yours
alone, she said & you will
see it in their eyes
when they do not think you are watching.

How long does it take?
I said & she put
her hand on my chest
& we did not speak.

stand still-by Brian Andreas

you know I love anyone who uses lower-case words and &(and) signs, in their little poems and stories.

Joy is in giving and receiving, at any time.