VARDA z’l

DEAREST VARDA

It’s about two-and-a-half years since you were taken from us, and although you are always in our thoughts and we talk about you,(sometimes with you), today I felt I had to write you a letter. Why? Because it’s a very special time and I’m sure you feel it too – you have become a grandma! Maya gave birth to a little girl on June7, weighing 3.3 kilo. They have called her Gali. More of the story

DEATH CAN BE BEAUTIFUL

When my daughter Varda was about three and a half years old, we shared an incident which moved me to write a little poem about her. Part of it said:

Once she saw the sunlight on the dimpling waves
And said, “Look Mummy, the water’s smiling!”
I wondered at the imagery her three-year mind brought forth.
She often gives me cause to wonder, this child of mine.

My daughter.

How did I create this sprite?

This happy, jumping, laughing one –

Blue eyes sparkling, long legs dancing –

Summer skies disrupted now and then

By short-lived storms.

My daughter.

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DEATH CAN BE BEAUTIFUL