Pink For Leah
Tomorrow is a big day for young Leah Graham. In case you’re not familiar with her story, pretty much everything you need to know is here. She’s an Abingdon teen who, through all of her life, refused to just quit. We need to honour her.
It’s rare that I’m moved by someone. It’s ever more rare, that the ‘movee’ is someone young enough to be my daughter. But that’s exactly the case here. Leah Graham first came to my attention via Twitter. A group of her friends had decided to try and cheer up their friend, who was dying from the effects of Cystic Fibrosis, and they launched a campaign, via Twitter, to get her idol to tweet her.
#riritweetleah didn’t result in the hoped-for tweet from the Barbadian idiot. It did, however, succeed in highlighting an amazing story, of selfless work to raise awareness of various charities, brave fighting against a terminal illness, and of capturing the heart of a nation.
I’m very proud of the part that you, my readers, played in her story. And the gifts that you sent to her, and the messages you left for her, are testament to just how much she engulfed all of our hearts.
As a result of Leah’s hard work in raising awareness of the issue, her mum Selina will soon be seen on our television screens, telling Leah’s magnificent story, and continuing the campaign to get more people registering as organ donors, so that we can all make the fight against terminal illnesses that little bit easier.
I’m sad that I never got the chance to meet this special young lady. I’m delighted that I will get to raise a glass to her, and toast her journey into the most beautiful of diamond-filled skies, at a quite special service in the town of Abingdon.
I’ve been blessed with an invite, and I will definitely attend the evening social gathering. I don’t very much like goodbyes, but she deserves one.
They want the guests to wear pink. I have no idea where I’ll find something that suits, but I think that’s just the point.
Leah’s whole ‘thing’ was about non conformism. I look forward to honouring her memory by demonstrating some.
Charity shop, here I come.
I will post whatever I can from the event tomorrow so that you may feel a part of the celebrations of this beautiful life. Please do your bit by posting the hash tag #pinkforleah.
I never, ever, post my poetry, which if at all, I tend to publish under a different name. In this case, I’ll make an exception.
TOPAZ HARVEST ( FOR LEAH )
You were to me, as a moment of contrition
Your joy? Vast, and brilliant
Your silhouette upon my heart, creases it with pain
The life you never knew, defiantly beaming a smile you demand.
A legacy, a truth, a love undiminished
Your determination, and strength; unmatched
Nourishing riches of devotion and well-wishing
Proof of unorthodox swaddle.
And with kind permission of her mother and sister, here are a few photos of the girl who’s burrowed a little place in all our hearts.
And please remember, if you can’t wear something pink tomorrow, just post the hash tag #pinkforleah, so Leah can sit back, relax, and enjoy her smooth flight into the light. A light, made up of millions of beautiful, priceless diamonds.