Life is Fragile

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My Uncle Martti had sailed through a knee operation, unscathed. Two days later his life ended.

Why?

Life is fragile. Fragile as that cherished vase, handed down from generation-to-generation. Years later, a shoulder brushed past. The vase rocked on top of the table’s firm foundation. Hands reached out. Unable to catch it, the vase crashed to the floor. Shattered pieces of glass was all that remained. No glue could restore the vase to its former state. The vase now possessed memories. Happy memories. Memories reminiscent of fragrant flowers that once bloomed. Then the petals bowed to death.Painful? Yes.

But unlike the wilted petals, my uncle just fell asleep. One minute he was alive on this earth. Then a laboured breath escaped and in the blink of an eye his soul soared through the valley of the shadow of death and into the strong hands of the Lord.

A glorious life bloomed. An eternal life. No more worry, no more tears, no more pain.

Uncle Martti your memory will live on in the hearts and minds of your family and friends who loved and adored you. And one day we will stroll through that same valley, without fear, and you’ll be waiting with open arms to greet us.

May you rest in peace.

Martti Kohtala died on Wednesday, July 13, 2011 surrounded by his loving family.

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About Tracy Campbell

Tracy Campbell is a published artist of calendars, wrapping paper, and gift cards, and as an author of how-to-paint magazine articles, her happy heart sings again sharing the work of her hands through "Calm Coloring: Faith, Hope & Love (Art and Soul Therapy for Kids-At-Heart)". When Tracy's not writing, she loves to sharpen pencils, flip open paint lids, and yank off marker caps to create whimsical works of art just for ewe. Customers say her art is sweet and so warm the designs might leap off the page and land right in your heart. She lives with her hubby and fur baby in Wasaga Beach (the Canadian tourist town known for having the longest freshwater beach in the world). Tracy is also a rare breed dog owner, chocoholic, motorcycle mamma, antique lover, and a collector of roosters and sheep (thankfully, not live ones).

4 responses »

  1. Life is indeed fragile. I am so sorry for the loss of your uncle. May you feel God's strength carrying you as you celebrate his life and draw close as family at this time of mourning.

  2. There are very few things on earth more precious and fragile than our love ones. I am sorry to hear your uncle passed away, please accept my deepest sympathy. One day, death will be no more.

    Tracy, I like your spin on how fragile life is, very creative.

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