As we celebrate the life and death of Princess Diana in July and August, I wish to share this sentiment. I think of the legacy she left us as seen displayed in the lives of her sons, carrying on, so brave and strong, just like their mother taught them. That, in adversity, true fulfillment comes through serving others. And sometimes, sweet remembrances come from strangers, and are given to us as gifts to carry us through. It seems that this happened on the night of the tragic Paris car crash which took her life, when a complete stranger, a physician, was called to the scene. As seen in a television interview years later, this renowned physician, who was one of the last person's to be the princess, used the few moments he had to leave the world such a gift. I remember his words, as if he just spoke them, still resonating in my mind. Truly this man has wisdom. He said that as he cradled the princess in his arms, she had the most peaceful countenance. What a beautiful image to remember her by and I think of her faith and of angels and then I think of heaven. For those of us who observed her life from a distance, and never knew her on a personal level, she touched our hearts and her life was not in vain.
Heartstrings Two, Copyright © 2008 by Library of Congress
About Me
- Janylee McGlinchy
- I am a Christian woman of God. I was given the gift of a child to raise, and I am thankful for being chosen to be a mother. I am a published author. I write poetry and stories, meditations and reflections. I offer my writing as a gift to the world, though I long for the day that I will be published for royalties. I have three compilations of poetry and stories titled Heartstrings. I have letters published in several newspapers along the East coast. I am passionate about writing. I come from a family of writers in Maine. I am related to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Edna St. Vincent Millay. I write from the heart. I am an old fashioned gal and sentimental lady. The rivers are wide and deep. I work hard at trying to capture the emotions behind my writing. And because I love words ardently, as Emily Dickinson did, I have wept over my own writing. I am a romantic poet and I still believe in the fairy tale romance. I am also passionate about helping the poor and needy. I can often be found ministering to the homeless. And if I had only two coins, I would give them away, because it is greater to give than to receive.
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