Nothing soothes the raw howling pain of losing a child. But I find some comfort in these words I once heard in a radio play about a girl who died young. "Lives are like books. Some are long fat novels and some are short stories. Your daughter was a short story. Brief, but nonetheless complete". Nooveya's life was not even a short story.
Her brief life was a song, a bright year of joy and happiness that will always be remembered.
The expression "the space of a dawn" comes from a poem for a friend who has lost a 4 year old daughter. The rest of the poem is pretentious Stoic claptrap but these lines are lovely. They took up residence in my head when my own first born died a day after birth. Pardon my French.
"Mais elle était du monde ou les plus belles choses
ont le pire destin.
Et Rose elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses:
l'espace d'un matin."
(computer does accent aigu on the e but nothing else. Never mind.)
Quicky attempt at translation.
But she was of the world where the most lovely things
are to soon be forlorn
And Rosie has lived the short span of a flower
The space of a morn.
Nooveya did not even have a morning, just a dawn. But what a joyful dawn it was.
Nooveya Sakari Joy Popko was born December 3 2011. Dad Michael and grandma Linda were there.
Brother Evrrdy loved her right away. Uncle Keelan handing over the precious bundle to her big brother.
Big brother with sister at home.
She was smiling by week 5.
Her trademark beaming grin had fully developed by February.Communing with Grandma Linda.
Below: Nooveya in the arms of her mother Chandra. I love this picture. Nooveeya did not inherit the dimples but had the same happy sparkle as her mother.
Below: a smile in April.Early spring gave the Popko grandparents a chance to travel from Norman Wells to Greenwood to meet the new grand daughter. Nooveya got to ride in Napatchee's amoutie.
All grandparents together at the Greenwood homestead.
Trust Linda to house and feed multitudes without blinking an eye. Below: kisses for auntie Drisana, Mom's big sister.
Auntie Drisana with cousins Milena(left) and Seren (right).
Shamelessly flirting with Uncle Keelan.
On top of the mountain with Mommy!Big brother introducing the joys of the lake.
Zia Aimee came to visit.
Evrrdy graduated from Kindergarten, with Dad and grandma Linda.
Summer brought many outings to beach and playgrounds and visits to family. Nooveya loved exploring nature.
Below: kisses from Opa.The summer pictures are not necessarily in chronological order. I am trying to put all her loved ones in there.
The girl sure loved her food! Helping auntie Larissa with some baking during a trip to Fort St John in the gas belt.
Glam picture of Larissa.
With uncle Pravin, the youngest Blasing sibling. He was spending the summer with his big sister Larissa in the land of opportunity.
OK, she could cry. She just didn't do it often.
Camping out at Grandma's in the tent with Evrrdy.
Hanging with big cousin Seren.
And auntie Drisana
Evrrdy was willing to share his huckleberries.
That boy is the best big brother a girl could have.
Below: with uncle Keelan on an outing to the lake.
We have to try that sand!
The whole family on top of the mountain, including dog Catan.
Exploring in the playground.
And with big brother.
On Daddy's back in July.
My turn to drive the truck!
The sweetest picture of the siblings.
Making jam with Linda.
The best nana in the world.
Muck. Rocks. LIFE! Let me at it!
Some rocks require serious study.
My turn to feed someone.
Fun with uncle Pravin.
A full year of life includes Halloween. Watching Evrrdy carve a pumpkin.
Ready to scare the world with her sweet uncle Keelan!
We are getting upright now. Are you eating something I might like?
Studying animal sounds.
By November a girl needs a hat outside.
The Santa couch at Evrrdy's school.
Tasting birthday cake.
Christmas time. Ohhh...tree...
Helping Opa grind coffee the old timer way.
Guess who is climbing stairs now? Queen of the castle!
Nooveya's song ended suddenly in the morning of December 30.
Hug your children and appreciate each day with your loved ones.