2.1.2013. 除夕那夜,我为何不打911 ?!(下)
Fay的女儿,送给了我一张精美的缅怀卡:
81岁老人依旧俏丽熟悉的容颜,轻放在案头,伴我写完这稿,留待将来去念起。
夏日常常午睡时,被隆隆机器和嫩草香唤醒,右邻Fay左邻Daniel又帮我修理草坪了!见我一人童手童脚忙得辛苦,Fay与女婿常悄悄把我的树墙也修理的齐刷刷!两家常一起割草弄花,她更喜欢攀上花墙与我隔墙打趣或指导园艺,如今想来,这一切都恍若隔世,谁说西人没有人情味,必是自家情商太低。
冬雪有等待的感觉,有了回报邻居的机会,扫雪便成了一桩乐事,雪夜我必惦着早起先为老人家扫出一条雪道,然后再扫自家雪,即便这样,有时还是被她抢了先,她不愿麻烦任何人,那就共同扫!她扫我家雪,我清她家路,边扫边聊天。只是从此再也无需等待无需抢,我不明白天使何以在除夕夜突然美丽无痕地轻轻接走她?没有让她看见新年的晨曦?但我可以照旧去她家门前扫雪,只是足迹一双再不见,但有泪两行。
奉上她家缅怀卡上美妙的悼词,聊以慰藉感谢她的心:
We little knew that morning,
God was going to call your name,
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lost you,
You did not go alone.For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,And though we can’t see you,
You are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken,And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again!