Threads of pure love….

Foothills of The Pennines

Mum and I bowled along in the car yesterday, bathed in sunshine, driving towards the foothills of The Pennies. What a beautiful county Cheshire is. We were going to a service to say ‘goodbye’ to John, a man and his family who have been linked to Mum and Dad, and our family, for over thirty years. A character, an abundant life, family life, love and a marriage of sixty-one years was celebrated yesterday.

The chapel was full of love, with stories shared, memories evoked and love flowing. The sunshine matched John’s character, and when his brother Peter stood up to talk about their early childhood, John’s character shone out through the stories.

Mum and I both woke up early this morning and tucked downstairs, wrapped in shawls, to natter and drink tea. We also managed to watch the latest recording of a programme we both love, but I digress! We chatted in the early morning peace and shared stories of John and his family throughout the years. John’s sons, Stevie and Peter, are around my age and we have shared life’s ups and downs over the years. There have been many ‘helping hands’ to and fro across the road from where Mum and Dad live and John and his sons have their business. Many parties too, the best kind according to Mum.

We all reached out yesterday, hands were held, cheeks rested against cheeks and arms were wrapped around shoulders. Love.

A marvelous life and legacy John, thank you.


18 Responses to “Threads of pure love….”

  1. 1 Peter Wells aka Countingducks March 8, 2014 at 4:00 pm

    I’m not sure if I’ve heard of a passing being so gently and reflectively commentated on. That you are happy in your life is a source of happiness to me. Something I suspect you create a lot of in others


  2. 3 grandfathersky March 6, 2014 at 3:20 am

    Life’s passing is cause for celebration, even with the sadness of parting for a while, there is so much to remember about the living. Reading the story, and the rest of it in the replies to the comments, I can feel the life, the passion, the heart. Truly, you are where you belong in this moment … Blessing for both your families … Always, Peter


  3. 5 Marylin Warner March 6, 2014 at 2:49 am

    Oh, Jane, what a lovely, profound post, a simple but rich image: “…hands were held, cheeks rested against cheeks and arms were wrapped around shoulders. Love.” Although “nattering over tea” is not a term we use, I still could see it, feel it, and envy the times like these that you still are able to enjoy with your mother.
    Blessings on your both!


    • 6 Jane Thorne March 6, 2014 at 8:08 am

      Thank you Marylin, I ‘hear’ you. I am ducking out of work today so we can do the grocery shopping together and go visit friends this afternoon. Life’s too short isn’t it? Much love to you. X


  4. 7 Maxi March 5, 2014 at 12:22 pm

    My eyes are full, Jane. You and your Mum with shawls and tea, brother Peter shares memories, all came to share a legacy … of love and sunshine.
    blessings ~ maxi


    • 8 Jane Thorne March 5, 2014 at 12:32 pm

      Love is all around and all that matters Maxi, for it touches us all. Sending healing hugs and much love to you. Xxx 🙂


  5. 9 Eric Alagan March 5, 2014 at 11:25 am

    Ian took the words right out of my mouth.

    Celebration is called for, for a life lived well. Blessed are those who shared in his life and celebration.



    • 10 Jane Thorne March 5, 2014 at 11:29 am

      Oh yes, I so applaud John’s adventurous spirit. One of his best stories was how he ‘traded’ two three wheeler vehicles for two terraced houses! He turned the terraced houses into a bike shop with a flat above. It’s still rented out today. He loved that deal…such a treat to share with a character like this. In later life he developed a passion for baking bread and cakes. My Mum is very creative with this too. They shared many cups of tea sampling their latest efforts. Hugs to you my lovely buddy. Xx


  6. 11 ianscyberspace March 4, 2014 at 10:58 pm

    There is a growing tendency to celebrate the lives of those who have passed on in todays world. Much more appropriate I think than to make it only a time of mourning.


    • 12 Jane Thorne March 5, 2014 at 10:07 am

      On Monday it allowed words, tears, smiles and llaughter to flow with such love…a special moment. Thanks for your insightful comment Ian, it’s always good to hear from you. 🙂


  7. 13 tornadoday March 4, 2014 at 9:14 pm

    And such is the proof of eternal life – that one remembers, that stories are kept, that names are repeated long after the earth has grown cold. Always, love blesses us!!!! What a sweet wonderful life! May your heart swell to hold the memories, Jane. ~ Love, Bobbie


    • 14 Jane Thorne March 4, 2014 at 9:26 pm

      Dear Bobbie, it is always so good to hear from you and you always reply with such love and thought. My dear friend, love always, thank you, J xxx


  8. 15 Al March 4, 2014 at 4:21 pm

    Although it was bittersweet for you, your telling of the day and the accompanying sweet stories of John were nonetheless uplifting. The time spent with you mum was a cherished moment for sure.


    • 16 Jane Thorne March 4, 2014 at 4:53 pm

      Hello lovely Al, the gifts from being here just keep coming. Thank you for stopping by, it’s always lovely to hear from you. X


  9. 17 journeyintopoetry March 4, 2014 at 3:07 pm

    It’s always sad to say our oodbyes to someone like this in our lives, but your day sounds to have been a celebration of life well lived and well loved. And I am sure you will all continue to celebrate it. These people live in our hearts in a very deep place for ever. A beautiful tribute to someone very spoecial to you Jane.

    And what a gorgeous photo too. England has many beautiful places; I feel blessed to live here!

    Love and hugs to you my lovely frind
    xxx ❤


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