IN REMEMBRANCE

1989 Jason

With sad reflection today we recall that it is 20 long years since our sweet, happy-go-lucky, nephew & cousin Jason (aged 18) passed away following a terrible motorcycle accident.

We think of him every day and as his birthday is just two days before my son’s birthday we have measured the years by Mark's growth.

The following is our offering in memory of our beautiful boy:

On Children
 by Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.


They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.


They come through you but not from you,


And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts, 


For they have their own thoughts.


You may house their bodies but not their souls,


For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, 


which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.


You may strive to be like them, 


but seek not to make them like you.


For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children


as living arrows are sent forth.


The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, 


and He bends you with His might


that His arrows may go swift and far.


Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;


For even as He loves the arrow that flies, 


so He loves also the bow that is stable.

1975 Jason with Nana & Pa at Robinvale

1984 Jason & Samuel at our home, Robinvale