Little Lucy

A little story from the time I spent last year with my Sister, Watson, and Lucy...

When Lucy passed away last year I flew to NY to be with my family. The time that we spent together as we mourned her death was sacred. We spent many hours inside talking, crying, and comforting each other. We even had a laugh or two-something that I don't think Lucy would mind one bit, her being a clown and all. Needless to say, that time in NY was precious.

One day Christine and I were in the living room. She was at the computer while I was strumming softly on my ukulele. Christine didn't know earlier that month I had a desire to learn the song, "Let It Be." I had been playing it at home often and had the chords memorized, but I still kept the sheet music around to learn the lyrics. As I played that song in Christine and Watson's Staten Island apartment, the words, "Let It Be" burned into my heart. I came to realize why I was learning that song. Lucy was preparing her own special little way to comfort me; something she has done for many people actually.

Lucy truly was and still is an Angel. For as the scripture says, "Angels speak by the power of the Holy Ghost; wherefore, they speak the words of Christ." In that moment of realization through song, I gained an even greater testimony of the comforting power of the Holy Ghost. The awareness that our Father in Heaven has for each and everyone of us is nothing short of amazing.

We lit a candle for you today Lucy, in remembrance of those you lit in our hearts. "And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me. Shine until tomorrow, let it be." Lucy, please continue to shine on all of us...especially the ones that gave you your clown feet. We love you and know that we will see you again someday.

~Uncle Joey