How does a moment last forever?
How can her story never die?
Minutes turn into hours, days to years, then gone. But when all else has been forgotten, still her song will live on.
Samantha Eileen Dripps was born on Thursday August 8, 1985 in Pittsfield, MA and then returned to the arms of God on Sunday morning the 15th of September 2019. She was one of 372,522 babies born that day. Can one imagine all those babies crying at the same time? Well, Sam was one of those strong voiced babies that turned into a child with a heavenly voice that could hold one’s attention with bliss and intoxication.
Sam had an amazing freewill, she had the soul of a gypsy, the heart of a hippy and the spirit of a fairy. Our memory of her will always be running through a meadow in her long flowing dress, barefoot, her long hair jumping with the north wind and adorned in a crown of wildflowers; happy, laughing, smiling. You can’t get any freer than that. She gave all of us enthusiasm to follow her in this joy for life.
She is now in the air we breathe and with every breath we take. We will see her in the clouds above as she whispers to us all, words of love, a love that has only been silenced in this realm. Until we are together again, we must listen for her song as she will now follow us and sing that forever song of hope where there is no more pain, and no more fear.
Her smile, her laugh, how she wore her heart on her sleeve, how she stood fierce and strong, backing others up when they were wronged, that was how she lived. For all those who knew her, you will consistently remember her determination of unbridled independence.
We know that she will continue to be a wonderful mother that loves her children as she soars on wings of eagles, her light and sparkle flickering through them as they grow, protecting them from the force of the winter winds, they will always feel her brilliant and God given gentle smile of love.
Something in her happiness was captured in all of us, and that love will live on inside our hearts as she is a thousand winds that blow, the diamond glitter on snow, she will be the sunlight on ripened grain, and will always be that gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, she will be that swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
So, remember her with smiles and laughter, remember her in her stronger days for her sweetness, for her caring of others, for that’s how she’ll remember you. Look to that solitary twinkling star in the night sky and know that Sammy will always be watching over all of us. This is how her song will live on.
Samantha grew up in Lanesboro, MA and attended Lanesboro Elementary School, Mt. Greylock High School, graduating from St. Joseph High School. She worked in healthcare field.
She leaves 3 truly loved children, Jacob, Isabella and Alexis.
We will be celebrating her life with family this week.