Wednesday, 2 January 2013

The space of a dawn: Nooveya's song.

Nooveya's mother gave permission to post these pictures. They are all from her Facebook. If this were paper and ink the text would be unreadable because of tears falling on it. Nooveya is pronounced with the emphasis on the second syllable. The name is Inuit, the people of her father's mother.
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.)
Francois Malherbe

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.
 The first time I saw Chandra she was in the arms of her beautiful mother Linda, my sister in spirit. Linda is 13 years my junior but has been my guru in matters of  homesteading and food preservation. This woman is a master gardener, cook and canner and has passed the gift on to all her children. She is a fantastic mother, competent at everything she does, an incredibly generous, energetic survivor and one of the people I love and admire most on this planet.
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).
May saw some adventures: hiking and geocaching in the hills near Kelowna. 
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.
How do you know what's edible unless you try?
                                  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.
Daddy's girl
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.


  1. A beautiful child indeed. Our beloved son Ted lived at about a third of the book. He fell to the insidous effects of bi polar disease at age 28 Christmas time....

    1. Oh, I am so sorry to hear that! Illness of the brain is a horrible thing.

  2. Tears of happiness and tears of sadness for this little girl and her family. A beautifuly done job on this!....RIP sweet girl.

  3. very well done Ien! She was a beauty!

  4. We've said a prayer for you, all. Godspeed, Little One, and on to your next great adventure.

  5. I know Linda but knew her brothers a little better, grew up on the same road, so sorry Linda, that you have lost a grandchild, they do hold a special place in the heart. hugs from a sleepyhollow hasbeen.. Phillis

  6. A beautiful memorial of a sparkling little girl. I feel so much for her parents, brother and the rest of family and friends that have to miss her so suddenly. Sterkte Ien.

  7. Do not stand at my grave and weep
    I am not there; I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the diamond glints on snow,
    I am the sun on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awaken in the morning's hush
    I am the swift uplifting rush
    Of quiet birds in circled flight.
    I am the soft stars that shine at night.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there; I did not die.

    I thought this was a beautiful little saying. So sorry you lost your angel so soon in life. Jenn

  8. A tender story of such a sweet little life. My condolences to all who loved her.

  9. What an adorable little sweetie. So heartbreaking, my heart aches for her family - she reminds me of my little baby girl.

  10. I am so very sorry for your loss of such a sweet angel. You now have a lovely angel looking over you for always. God bless you and your family. Thank you for sharing your pictures and story.

    Love from Kelowna

  11. I am so very sorry for your loss.. I can not even begin to imagine the pain and heartbreak your family is experiencing - God hold you all close, as he holds that precious angel above

  12. Heartbreaking loss, my deepest condolences to the family of this beautiful little girl. I can't imagine losing one of my own children.

  13. What a tragic loss of a child. The pictures are a celebration of a young life which brought joy to many. These precious times will continue to bring joy in memory. These circumstance always remind us that Life is a gift to be enjoyed for a length of time we have little or no control over.

  14. Beautiful job Ien brought tears to my eyes. I never got to meet Nooveya but have known Chani since we were little. My hearts breaks for them with this loss :( So much love in such a little amount of time.

  15. beautiful tribute

  16. What a beautiful little darling. She obviously brought a lot of people much joy. Lovely tribute. Thanks for the sharing.

  17. Honoring Nooveya's life, for all that she brought and continues to touch in others. <3 Thanks so much for sharing the memories ~ Blessings! <3

    1. Thanks for visiting. It is a comfort to her family that she is known and remembered..


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