Errol Milner Clifford was born with a significant heart defect and a cognitive disability that prevented him from walking or talking. As we grieved the child we had anticipated, Errol’s full-bodied smile and irrepressible laugh turned our sorrow into joy, and taught us that many of the best things in life are unexpected. Inspired by Errol’s delightful spirit, friends, family, and neighbors rallied to support our family’s significant emotional, physical, and financial needs, through countless acts of selfless generosity. When Errol’s courageous heart finally failed him on December 23, 2009 we were left numb with grief. In these dark hours we listen hopefully for the echoes of Errol’s brilliant laugh. This blog is the story (starting from present and working back to Errol's birth) of the life and times of the amazing Errol Clifford.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Silent Night
On Christmas Eve last year our abridged family awoke without Errol for the first time since his birth; the way we will awake every day for the rest of our reduced lives.
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While we can never know the depths of your sorrow, all of us who knew Errol were reduced by that terrible loss. But the experience of knowing him and being in his "glow" has deepened my understanding of love and joy, and sharpened my ability to be in the moment. I'm so thankful he traveled this earth, and that I got a chance to be his pupil.
We thought about you on the 23rd, knowing that terrible anniversary was upon you and that you must be missing him so, always, every day. I can only hope that sweet memories of dear Errol sustained you, will continue to sustain you all.
3 comments:
While we can never know the depths of your sorrow, all of us who knew Errol were reduced by that terrible loss. But the experience of knowing him and being in his "glow" has deepened my understanding of love and joy, and sharpened my ability to be in the moment. I'm so thankful he traveled this earth, and that I got a chance to be his pupil.
We thought about you on the 23rd, knowing that terrible anniversary was upon you and that you must be missing him so, always, every day. I can only hope that sweet memories of dear Errol sustained you, will continue to sustain you all.
Miss you. Love you. Always.
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