In the morning I will be leaving to visit with family and to deal with the reading of my father's will.
I willl bring this poem to recite, as a reminder that though my relationship with my father was not easy, I am who I am today as a result of who he was. It was his love of politics, broadcasting, music and sports that have shaped who I am. It was his lessons and his work ethic who have influenced my sense of responsibility and the fact that I have always been gainfully employed. Thanks Dad, for molding me into who I am.
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Those we hold most dear
Never truly leave us…
They live on in the kindness they showed,
The comfort they shared and the love
they brought into our lives.
~ by Isabel Norton
Good luck with this. I hope it is quick and painless, with as little hoo-hah from any relatives as possible.
Politics, broadcasting, music and sports. Sounds like a good guy.
Posted by: Cappy at April 28, 2007 03:50 PMHi Michele: Whenever somebody dies, my friend at work *always* prints out the famous "Bereavement Poem," which brought her a lot of comfort when her mother died in 2000. In that spirit...
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
e.
Posted by: Erica at April 28, 2007 06:13 PMRecognizing from where you came is important - it helps you to understand how you get to where you are. Clearly, you grasp that.
Now that he is free, I'm sure that he will return to counsel you. And I'm certain that he is proud of the strong woman his little girl has become.
Dang. I've tried writing this three or four times and couldn't get the words out that I wanted. Just know you are in my prayers at this time.
Posted by: Mrs. Who at April 29, 2007 01:19 PMPeace be with you, Michele.
Posted by: Richmond at April 29, 2007 06:01 PMYou are in my prayers dear. And have strength. {hugs}
Posted by: oddybobo at April 30, 2007 08:04 AM** hugs **
Posted by: vw bug at May 3, 2007 06:46 AM