Veronique’s Speech at Noah’s Playground ribbon cutting:
For me, this past year has been an attempt to pluck meaning from the fog…..to emerge, like the sphinx, from the ashes of my loss. Since that dreadful day in December of 2012, my body, spirit and soul began a slow descent into a lightless, bottomless cavern. I was in turn angry and despairing at my powerlessness to reverse the course of events of that day. The loss was unimaginable yet no do-overs were possible. That is what I have had to come to terms with….no matter how many alternative scenarios I contemplated, the immutable fact remained that they were all a product of my mind.
Noah was, and is, gone. Vanished.
Or is he? I have come to slowly realize, as I peel away the layers of grief and spiritual paralysis, that he is very much there, organically incorporated into the fabric of my life, my thoughts, hopes and dreams. That my mission now is to live life for him, without him yes, but for him too. Because through me, he remains here in this Earthly plane. And what more fitting way is there to honor him than the laughter and kinetic energy of childhood play?
Noah loved playgrounds. He loved the endless possibilities of climbing and Super Hero role playing. He enjoyed being the master of his own safe, child-sized universe. That in his name that same gift can be afforded to other children is something for which I am eternally grateful. I wish to thank each and everyone of those involved in this project for the healing power it has brought into my life and for the many hours of joy and play it will give children for years to come.
I want to close by quoting a poem from the great 13th century Persian poet and Sufi mystic, Rumi. To me the following illustrates that love is eternal, that it lifts us from the constraints of this life and transports us to dimensions yet unknown, where Noah is surely waiting for us.
“This is love:
to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life.
Finally to take a step without feet.”