meet Nora Abigail MacIntosh
A.K.A “my little sister”
It is my little sister, Nora, who gives me inspiration and motivation.
Though Nora is not here in person, her spirit lingers in the lives of those who encountered her. Unsurprisingly, her essence continues to spread, inspire, and truly change lives to this day.
She spent as much time as possible with animals and/or outside. She loved them all, big and small. She was a regular horseback rider, owned a pet chicken named Corn, cared for cows and goats, and was in LOVE with her dogs Bruno, Buster, Pudge, and Sadie. Though Bruno and Pudge had passed by this time, Sadie and Buster were there by her side up until her very last breath.
Nora loved music and sang and played her instruments as loud as she could - often giving impromptu concerts to the neighborhood. Her kindness, joy and creativity were truly immeasurable. I would often find Nora "chilling" with her pups and drawing for hours. She shared every piece she made with the people she loved. Her one of a kind art is sprinkled all over the homes she cared about. Keep your eyes peeled and you may very well see an original someday!
Nora had such a passion to connect with others. She sent letters and artwork to everyone she knew. Trips to the post office became a weekly affair. When Nora was sick I, Nora’s sister, was asked how anyone could support Nora. I suggested to maybe have some people send her letters. My family was blown away by the hundreds of letters and packages shipped to her from all over the world! Mail time soon became a daily affair. It was Nora’s favorite time of day! When she felt well enough she decorated our entire house with her mail. We are so thankful to those her provided her this small distraction.
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All profits will be going to STRIDE Adaptive Sports. Nora benefitted hugely from STRIDE. Without them she might not have known her love for camping, playing basketball and soccer, swimming, The Special Olympics, horse riding, and so much more! Our family is so grateful for them and everything they do.
“When tomorrow starts without me,
and I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love, me,
as much as I love you,
and each time you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye.
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.
I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,The good ones and the bad,The thought of all the love we shared, And all the fun we had.If I could relive yesterdayJust even for a while,I’d say good-bye and kiss youAnd maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realizedThat this could never be,For emptiness and memories,Would take the place of me.And when I thought of worldly things I might miss come tomorrow,I thought of you, and when I didMy heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven’s gates I felt so much at homeWhen God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne.
He said, “This is eternity,And all I’ve promised you. Today your life on earth is past But here it starts anew.I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,And since each day’s the same way, There’s no longing for the past. You have been so faithful,So trusting and so true.Though there were timesYou did some thingsYou knew you shouldn’t do.
But you have been forgivenAnd now at last you’re free.So won’t you come and take my hand And share my life with me?”So when tomorrow starts without me, Don’t think we’re far apart,For every time you think of me,I’m right here, in your heart.”