Monday, November 19, 2012
Joy of the Angels
Saturday, December 17th, just before six, I was in the middle of setting up the stage for yesterday's drama. Suddenly I became so dizzy I had to sit down. It was the strangest feeling--as though a part of me was suddenly missing.
Miles away, at the VA hospital, Mom had been holding Dad's hand praying. Then his fingers gently cradled hers--a moment later he was gone. He flew away at 5:45--exactly when the dizziness overcame me. I know Dad tenderly carries a piece of our hearts with him always--we who are left behind grieve, yet we have hope.
I can only imagine the joy of his Shepherd and the angels, as Daddy arrived in that beautiful place prepared just for him.
Thank you for your thoughts and prayers over these difficult weeks. Please continue to hold Mumsie close in your prayers. She will be walking a different path now--one without her best Friend and lover--as Mummers has always said--he was the wind beneath her wings. Also, pray for my sweet sissy Clytie, who has always been such a great gift and help to my parents and the twins. Sissy Leigh, who will be helping with all the arrangements and her family, our brother Mark and his family and Darren and his family will all welcome your prayers.
Take time with the ones you love. Work can wait. You'll never regret spending those precious moments. Life is fragile. God bless you--every one of you dears out there--with abundant life, extraordinary love and amazing joy.