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Angel Date Anniversary
March 27, 2005
On March 30, 2005 a group of Ginny's friends from Jordan gathered to release 11
balloons. Inside the balloons were letters and poems for Tarik written from this
group
of friends. We decided that this would become an annual memorial for Tarik. A
similar event will occur in June for Tarik's birthday but on Cape Cod with
family and
friends.
Balloon Letters:
March 30, 2005
Dear Tarik,
A year has passed since you left us….and we are still in denial that you are
gone. I
look at your photos, and feel you are still in Houston or away on a trip
somewhere. I
guess its my way of protecting my broken heart.
During the year we were able to keep our sanity by having a reference point each
month of what we knew you were doing the same time the year before. But after
your
memorial of one year…..now what? All we can do now is reference where “we”
were…and what “we” were doing. This alone has made reality set in….and of course
deep depression.
Flashes of your childhood….your first steps….learning to ride your
bike….lacrosse…..snow skiing…..graduations….holidays….glide through our minds like a video.Sometimes making us smile and laugh…and other times so painful that we cannot
stop
crying. Tarik you were such a sensitive person that could pick up on other’s
emotions
very quickly. The world was not kind….like the world you lived in…
Nothing we can do can ever bring you back to us…. We have so many questions to
ask….”why”….and “are we being punished by God”? Of course we will never know
the answers….so we turn to whatever comforts us….and for me its God. I don’t
blame
him for what happened…because I feel we have control over our lives…and he is
too
good to take loved ones away. This is our choice….and can happen to anyone. We
can only pray to God to help us….and guide us through difficult times.
I feel you are with us Tarik…..you are the butterfly on the bushes…the lovely
bird in
the trees…the sun and the sunsets. I feel your presence when I’m down and when I
laugh at things you did…I know you are there laughing too. The most powerful
things
in life are the things we cannot see: the wind, the radio waves, sound waves,
light
waves….without all these things we would cease to exist. You are in another
dimension….pure white light…..vibrating at such a speed that we cannot see
you…but
you can see us. We are weighted down in this dimension with our bodies…we are
all
spirits having a human experience….and you are now home…waiting for us to finish
with this experience so we can join you….. Maybe to us you left too soon… but I
think
you perfected your human experience and didn’t need to be here anymore… We still
have more lessons and classes and much more to learn. Someone asked me to not
mourn you Tarik….but to think about what I learned from you in the 23 years we
were
blessed to have you with us. Tarik…I learned so much from you. I learned
unconditional love and forgiveness….and to take life slowly and not to rush.
Live in
the moment and not waste thought of worrying about the past (which is old
history)….
or stressing over the future (which hasn’t happened)….so why not live in the
moment…right? This is what you taught me Tarik…and I love you for that. You took
the time to enjoy the beauty of nature…and listen to what people had to say
(bothyoung and old). You sifted through their words and selectively took out exactly
what
you needed and learned so much….while I was too busy worrying about paying bills
and cleaning closets.
I will never forget you Tarik….and will speak of you often with my friends. I am
not
afraid to talk about my eldest son, and when people ask how many children I
have…I
always say two. Because you are not gone….you just are more spiritual and did
not
need your human cloak anymore. Like I said before…we are merely all spirits
having
a human experience. You are here…. And I know it, as mothers have this instinct.
I am taking good care of Ali….he is a fine young man and will do all the things
during
his earthly experience that you did not have the chance to do….and you will live
it
through him. When I hug him….I know I’m hugging you too!
I am taking care of Dad too…. He misses you so much Tarik…..please watch over
him
and send him signs that you are around…. This will make him happy….Please be patient with me Tarik…. I am trying my best to manage a smile on my
face
on most days. But I am only human and cry tears because I love you so very much,
and miss you with all my heart. Keep sending me signs…because it brings me
hope….
and this is what keeps my broken heart going.
You are my cosmic traveler now Tarik….so I will refer to your Memorial date as
Tarik’s
Cosmic Traveler Date.
Your loving family misses you….and look at my friends here today…they love you
so
very much too. I remember when you were little and you lost your balloon on the
balcony of our house here in Amman. You were so distraught to see it float
away…and I told you the balloon was going to God and the angels. From that point
on….you were frightened to hold onto balloons with helium for fear it would
float away
and leave you…. Today we are sending balloons to you my dear Tarik. So now you
can see things from a different perspective. Its like the poem “The Ship”….We
say
there she goes, but to you its “Here she comes”. Connect with the loves ones of
my
friends here today…and meet as many people as you can Tarik because when I
eventually join you I want to meet all your new friends….. This is what life is
all about….connections with others….and love. This is why our hearts break because grief is
the
price we pay for loving and the only reason I hurt is because I had the
privilege of
loving so much….
All my love, Mom
March 30, 2005
Dear Tarik,
While your life on earth was too short, you set a very high standard of
unconditional
love and a non-judgmental attitude that will be hard for most to follow. You
brought
so much peace, joy and love to all those who had the privilege of knowing you.
Thank You! God bless you dear Tarik as you continue on your everlasting
journey…..
All my love,
Toni Qaddumi
March 30, 2005
Tarik,
Tarik watching over us, on your heavenly throne, the pain and loss of a beloved
child or any beloved one is too painful for those left behind on the earthly
plane of
existence.
However, we know that one day when our turn comes, when the mission in our own
sacred contracts are completed we will also join you. Let your soul be at peace
and
rest and let your sojorns into the higher realms of light take you. God be with
Ginny,
Abdullah, Ali and your grandmother and all those that love you, to live out
their lives
in peace knowing you are in the hands of the creator.
We loved having you with us, although it was a brief time. Love never dies, and
when we all meet again the love will be remembered.
Love,
Ella
Sweet Angel Tarik,
Please help your Mom, Dad and Ali to accept your new dimension.Take all my love…. God Bless you…. God loves you
Keep Angels around this world….
Love you..
Love you..
Love you..
Love you..
Love you..
Suzie Gazawi
March 30, 2005
Hi Tarik,
Where do I begin? I did not know you for very long, but it was enough for you to
have touched my life. Even though your physical body has gone, you are still
touching my life through your mother, father, and brother its really beautiful.
Still I feel you are sharing your knowledge and generosity through them. To me
it
was a great honor to have sang at your memorial I will never forget it.
May your soul always be dancing in heavens gardens.
God Bless,
Donna Soudani
March 30, 2005
Dearest Tarik,
I know you are with the Angels now. And I knew you were an “Earth Angel” gone
back
to the 7th Heaven “The Angelico Kingdom”. To continue your work from there.
Please give strength to all your family to continue the work for you. Guide them
to
the right path, and the right place for your centre. “Give them signs”. Tarik I
knew I
used to make you laugh. “Now Here is a Laugh”. I finished my book at last. So
please guide my book to the right people to whom it can help, for one to open
their
hearts. To listen to one’s guidance, and especially to listen to one’s higher
self…..“God”.
Easter Sunday God Bless you Tarik
Love,
Susie (Q.) Tamim
I miss you and our chats
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