August 2009
I just returned from my father's funeral.
It is just too hard to write about.
So I refer to THIS
I am doing ok.
There are so many angles to this thing, it is hard to come to terms with it all.
Seeing my dear mother without her companion is the hardest;
she is living with my sister now.
Hearing dad's voice on his voice-mail is strange.
I have some of mom and dad's furniture in my house,
but it doesn't seem to belong.
Seeing dad in his casket was a true face to face with mortality.
He was handsome and peaceful
and looked like he would just wake up and speak to me.
So I am taking it slow and letting the feelings come naturally.
I really am happy dad is at peace, even a little envious.
3 comments:
I felt the same way about seeing Grandma Freeman after Grandpa died. I just kept expecting Grandpa to come sit by her at church... our row felt incomplete without him.
I'm so sorry for your loss
I was quiet and emotional today at church. California is becoming associated with too many funerals. I miss each passed relative immensely. I am filled with empathy for both of our grandmas and agree that it feels like loved ones are missing.
Beautiful Blue eyes.
Great love in your picture.
;.)
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