On this date 24 years ago at about 9.30pm I looked up to see a head shaking sadly from side to side. No words were immediately spoken, but I knew....our Dad had passed on to his eternal reward.
Scalding tears of unspeakable grief drenched my face. My Dad, my Friend was gone!
But the pain was eased a bit in the knowledge that he was no longer in pain....that he was once again united with the woman who was his life's partner, our Mother, who had so recently left us too... and they must be happy together again once more.
That's why I chose the photo above. It's a picture of them together in life, now they are forever together.
And we remember... with love and pride in our hearts.
I have chosen a poem for this day. It's the original version of the poem by Mary Frye. It strikes a familiar chord.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
And thats where Dad is for me.... all around me... and always living in my heart.
You see he is as it says at the top of this post..... my forever friend.
Very nice words Da. I was thinking of Granda all weekend.
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Dad you were younger than what I am now when you lost your Dad. I cannot imagine how that must have felt :(
ReplyDeletejim i just looked in now on your blog very nice words you have put yes me to was thinking of da it does'nt seem like 24 years since he left us but as you say he is still here all around us and looking after us himself and ma and that is nice to know thank you jim
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