Journal entry by Meghan Johnston —
Hello everyone,
I've had the link to Mom's celebration service for a little over a week now, but couldn't bring myself to post it here. I honestly couldn't bring myself to write this post. (You can watch the service here. Fun fact--Mom got to sing at her own funeral. She was in the choir recordings we used. 🤣❤️)
Last week was so very hard and so very long. Grief is so strange and definitely not linear. It's this strange and never ending roller coaster that I so wish I could leave. Thank you to every single person, family, group, and friend that reached out to us. Please know that if we don't answer it isn't personal. We are trying to adjust, trying to figure out some way to do the next right thing. We appreciate you all, more than you could ever know or realize.
If you know me well enough, you know Disney is an obsession of mine. It was an obsession of Mom's too. Something special that we shared. There's a song that has kept coming to mind--two really--one from the movie Frozen II ("The Next Right Thing") and one from Mary Poppins Returns ("The Place Where Lost Things Go"). These songs are on repeat in my head.
This past week when I dream, I find her there. Missing her, I see her inside of me and my girls. She's smiling from a star, watching us grow. Always there in the place where lost things go...
You can click on the song titles above to hear them if you choose. The lyrics to "The Place Where Lost Things Go" is below too. Love and hugs to you all.
Awake at night?
Just between the dark
And the morning light
Searching for the things
You used to know
Looking for the place
Where the lost things go
Or reminisce?
Wondering where to find
What you truly miss
Well maybe all those things
That you love so
Are waiting in the place
Where the lost things go
Gone for good you feared
They're all around you still
Though they've disappeared
Nothing's really left
Or lost without a trace
Nothing's gone forever
Only out of place
And my best spoon
Are playing hide and seek
Just behind the moon
Waiting there until
It's time to show
Spring is like that now
Far beneath the snow
Hiding in the place
Where the lost things go
So sleep can come around
For when you dream you'll find
All that's lost is found
Maybe on the moon
Or maybe somewhere new
Maybe all you're missing lives inside of you
And loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten
Is the perfect phrase
Smiling from a star
That she makes glow
Trust she's always there
Watching as you grow
Find her in the place
Where the lost things go
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