Sending stings on Beeday

Happy Beeday everyone.

Sending stings to you all and another picture of Katie.

This one was probably one of the last pictures I took of her. I love it for that reason, but also for the little photo bomber in the bottom left hand corner.

Katie would have loved that.

David

xxxxx

Happy Birthday Katie

Thinking of you today and remembering happy times together.

Love from us all
David, Jess and the boys

7 years ago

Dear Katie

Its been such a long time but nothing in the the grand scheme of things. We live on and we love on. My family had not directly experienced a loss such as yours before, or since, until Sally's father passed away last year. Its is funny how the living that are left go on after a loss like yours. I've learned that death, handled as unavoidable suffering, can be a great comforter - it means, at the very least, the end of all physical suffering. I know that for some of us who are healthy and happy and perhaps not in a spiritual model of exploration this perhaps doesn't resonate that much; but in all likelihood there'll come a day when most of us will relish the idea to peacefully silence the sensory functions and be eternally quiet. For those who go on living, we stumble and mumble but live on we do.

Your passing has become an inspiration to me. I have reached out to seek new meanings in life; to discover the secrets of spirituality. I know if you were here you would be one of the friends who would hold hands and explore too. I am learning from the wisdom of others that what threatens us most is our guilt in the past and our death in the future and that both are inescapable and can be and must be accepted. I can find meaning to life if my failures and shortcomings can be improved upon and the knowledge that one I will not live allows me respect to my mortality. If was perfect and immortal, I'd be a lazy know-it-all (amongst many other unvirtuous things) as I would have no attitude to seek and embrace the universe's myriad of potentialities. Converting my shame or guilt to conscious improvement in the time of life left seems a valuable and worthwhile endeavour. As I remember that in your greatest moments you lived this way in your dance and your language and your zest for travel. 

Everything changes, everything moves but I am slowly but surely accepting the realisation of a connected-ness to the world and the universe - That life's game can be beautifully played if we accept that it is.. just a game. I am sometimes judged as 'hippy' with such contemplations in the presence of, for example, sharing a moment with an apple hanging from a tree. But judgments are unheard when the next act is picking that apple, tasting it and pondering its seed within. Like the apple tree, your seed grew into the Universe an Oscar and it is touching to all of us to see, hear and experience how that seed grows and the love from those that tend him. Its these relationships with love and life and the world they join to that I am relishing experiencing even more deeply with a learned natural awareness. I do often wonder what it would be like to have you here to enjoy them too. (Of course with a little practice I know you can be there, once I am attuned to the fact that your echo is just a little softer and delicately resonant than it used to be!)

So under the urge and pressure of life's ebbs and flows, I am learning to ponder the senses to use the passing time. If by actualising life's possibilities it becomes an actuality then I can register these experiences and resultant acts and my attitude to them to the past by way of memory. You were taken too early from us, that much is true, and the many that loved you have too little of the potential moments shared that could have been shared. But I hope that for those that go on living, filled with the love and memories that you bestowed upon us, your memory is saved from being lost again, irrevocably stored rather than irrecoverably
lost. Having had you here at all is still a form of being, perhaps even its most secure form.

Finally, next to all else, the promise of my death, our own deaths, for those of that walk the earth and still remember you, is that no pain will last forever. Whatever else death may have on stock for us, and whatever else it may mean for us, I hold to the belief that for each us there'll come a day when we are no longer reachable for physical pain and the stresses and the strains and the follies of hatred, disappointment and grief and that in some way or some form we will meet again.

Your friend Jonathan x

Six years ago

Five years ago today we held a memorial on the first anniversary of your death and then buried your ashes in Teddington cemetery. I used all the emails and letters I received, and posts on the Beeday website to provide the inspiration for the words on your stone. They are as poignant and appropriate today as they were then.

"We miss your graceful gentle spirit.
Your light sparkles in our hearts and memories."

With love
David, Jess, Oscar and Aidan

Remembering you today

Candle is lit and remembering you today Katie. Can't quite believe it's been 5 years! 

You're very much remembered and although we had a brief friendship, my friends and family have all remembered you today too, which is a lovely reflection on the impact you had. 

Love to little O today too, and of course David.

Joanna

x

Correction!!

since i cant delete or edit my post... Improv!! Not improve. We were improvising! so I was free to move with my heart to the song - okay, thats it. (Nona was screaming in my ear to fix that!!)



Sent from my iPad

Did You Sail Across the Sun?

So my lovely... Made it to the dance floor today. While we improved, I just lost it. I'm trying to get my love and thoughts and joy and sparkles out to others but in the quiet of my heart space, I still question... Why. BUT - enough of that right now!! You are in the magic place of perfect peace (and you probably can't even imagine how rare that is right now!).

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey


(This was the song that our teacher chose to improve to today - thought of you)

i miss you

Xo laurie

Bee stings

Sending love in 2013.  I keep you with me, Katheryn, my dear friend.
xo, Amara

Remembering

Remembering you Katie.

 

x

Pretty words

we thought of you with love today
but that is nothing new.
we thought about you yesterday,
and days before that too.
we think of you in silence,
we often say your name.
now all we have is memories,
and your picture in a frame.
your memory is our keepsake,
with which we will never part.
god has you in his keeping,
we have you in our heart.

love Erin

Happy happy

Wow, so glad that BeeDay popped up on my calendar.
Reminds me of the fun, kindness, hospitality and overall cheer I felt
during the few short moments that I spent time with Katie (and David and
Oscar!).

Nice legacy, Katie, for memories of you to evoke joyful feelings :-)

Love to all,
Ted

Thinking of you today, Miss Katie, with love and happy thoughts
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Happy Birthday Oscar!

Happy Birthday Oscar! I hope all of your birthday wishes come true!

Love,
Summer, Tim, Della & Rocco Floria

Video from Cindy, Eric and Ethan

Originally posted in March 2009 this got caught in some sort of Google filter and has languished un-noticed. Here it is now though. Thanks to Cindy, Eric and Ethan.



Lovely Day!

Every time I hear this song, I can picture myself at Bar Dynamite dancing with Katie. Nothing made us happier than to hear that song and get our dance on!:) 

Happy Beeday Katie!!! 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NC2fjRY8gto&feature=youtu.be 

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Remembrance

There's a sadness in my heart where you once were, realizing that you're no longer there. However, I am grateful for the memories and time we shared. We are remembering your spirit and laughter today that shined so brightly through your smile, trying to also focus on the present and your legacy. Your beautiful spirit still shines through in our hearts helping with the sadness every day.
XXOO
Marisa and family

During those frustrating moments

Today has been another crazy day.  I almost forgot to write you for Bee Day... 

You are the only person that I know who's smile and laugh could literally light up an entire room.  Thinking of you right now brings back some great memories which are making me put things into perspective and bring calm to my day.

 

Thanks Katie, we miss you.

Chris

Bee Day, Girl

Yesterday I had a cancellation and was able to use the studio instead as time to work on my "Katie choreography".  Although missing Katheryn (and missing the other girls there with me), I enjoyed revisiting the dance we already performed and working on the one we have yet to perform in Katheryn's memory.  Oscar, your mother was a beautiful dancer! xoxo, Amara

 

Smiles from Heaven

Time & healing
A childs heart restored
Scars still reminding us of your passing
to another chapter of eternity
What remains of you here is beautiful,
light and sparkling.
Laughter
Dance
Love

I'll hit the dance floor in your honor today!

Thank you all who have been touched by Katie's life - you all carry little
pieces of her and it's great to see it all come together here!

Aunt Laurie

Beautiful Katie,
It's 7pm here in Abu Dhabi and your candle is lit.
I miss you today as everyday my friend.
Thinking of you with smiles and love.
 
x
x
x 
 

Stingers

Over a 1000 days past
your remembrance lasting
Over a 1000 stingers
Comet tails casting

Miss you friend.
x

Remembering Katie

Thinking of you so much today Katie, remembering your gentle ways and your lovely smile. I also wanted you a little (friendly) sting for Beeday :)

With love Joanna and family
x

My Beautiful Daughter

My beautiful daughter Katie, your time with me was cut so short.
You not only ascended into heaven but to a very special place deep within my heart.

I love you
Mom

Sparkles in Your Eyes

So Katie – So many things remind me of you.  I see your aunt weekly and her talent reminds me of you and all the gifting in the arts that you had.  You would be so proud of your cousins. They are quite beautiful people on the inside and out.  In fact, they did a monologue recently that reminded me of the tortuous practice we had to do over and over and over again in youth group, yet we never got to perform. I’m still wondering what was up with that!  Then off to TM.  Where you had many a moment in glory.  You were doing what you were meant to do and that is so cool.  You really found your passion.  Most of us don’t get that opportunity.  I’m glad that in the time you lived, you were able to do what you were most passionate about.  Oscar will forever know he had a beautiful, fun, passionate and sometimes quirky mommy who was dearly loved by most everyone!  Wish I could hug you, do a little jig, or just laugh together again.  There was always a sparkle in your eyes and you put one in mine!

 

Miss you!

 

Charla

 

 

Sweet Lady!

Hi my lovely, I was just thinking of you and missing you so very much. David just posted some photos of Oscar and I couldn't help but see you in his bright, smiling face...He has your sparkle :)

I Love you

xoxo Karen