Georgianna
June 1, 1995 'til August 14, 1997

Georgi, my pet Quaker, came into my life at a time when I was particularly troubled. My Mother,whom I had cared for during her year long battle with cancer, died in June of 1995. It seemed as if nothing would fill the void left by her passing.
One day, two months later, I was in a pet shop and spotted a little bird desperately trying to get my attention. Since, I had embraced a life long fear of birds, I paid little notice. After awhile, however, curiosity got the better of me and I approached it's cage. I can't explain it, but a bond instantly formed between the tiny creature and me--I decided to take her home!

Georgi and I grew closer with each passing day until, one day,I realized that I could not imagine my life without her. She had brought me so much happiness at a time when I so desperately needed it.

On August 14, 1997 Georgi had to leave me. Although I am left with a terrible void, I wish to thank you, Georgi my angel, for coming into my life at just the time that I needed you. I am very fortunate, indeed, that you chose to spend your brief life on earth with me.

A poem reminds me a great deal of Georgi. It is as follows:


Some say they don't believe that angels can be seen or heard. What a shame, such blindness---What a pity, such deafness. When the Song of songs abounds---and Heaven's flyers are all around----only thinly disguised as birds; -author unknown

Paula Siegel--In loving Memory of Georgianna, LGC.



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