That’s me and my Daddy. The picture taken 21 years ago when my Daddy lived in Florida, hence the deep tan. My Daddy died on Easter Sunday. I was out there in Pennsylvania with him but had left his bedside two hours before he passed.
When I kissed him good night that Easter night, this time I refrained from saying – see you tomorrow Daddy.
I want to tell you many things about my Daddy but it’s all a bit too fresh now. Save this, I always knew when I was in his presence that I was loved and adored by my Father. Quite the opposite was true of my relationship with my Mother, so my Daddy made life sweet for me. I knew there was a heaven right here on earth just looking in his love filled eyes.
So this is part of the reason why I’ve taken a hiatus. Sometimes I want to rush back and tell you all the latest new thing I’m working with and some day that will happen and it will be as if I was never gone at all.
Until then, I’ll leave you with these snippets from poems:
“I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name….”
Jane Kenyon
* * * And * * *
“May you have the eyes to see
that no visitor arrives without a gift,
and no guest leaves without a blessing.”
John O’Donohue
Bless me, bless you all.
Sorry to hear about your father :( Glad you shared much love with him! Miss your posts, but understand the hiatus!
Blessings…
Condolences for this profound loss…blessings and love.
I am so glad you have such great memories of your Dad. Keep them in your heart and he will always be with you.
because i had seen this picture b4 i thought maybe you had written the post long ago and there were just “new” comments on it, as im subscribed to your posts… so i have read it… a few times… sort of going… no, oh no, no… and the fact that on monday night gooby-doo decided ???? to make his transition just makes your post feel more raw for me…. as i know you know
i had forgotton about easter, didnt that just pass? (yes, i know now) though i never had a realtionship of much value with my father i can feel what that could have been like and i can certainly feel what it feels like to lose ? that sort of love… as you know i have that sort of love with my fur kids.
thinking Oh the time of resurrection, the spring of rebrith and all that, right now, doesnt really fill me with joy either so we wait in this in between time… untill ready to speak of… some hopeful recognition… more pieces of the pie, more and deeper “knowing” and the ultimate reclaimng of what it is (within and for ourselves) that we feel we have “lost” with this beings passing…
i am filled with love and compassion for your heartfelt ability to comfort ME yesterday over my sweet kitty’s passing, when you own heart is aching so, and i have missed your “input” in our mutual online family… norma lost one of her cats also just recently… i know we all know these places are not easy for us with mortal eyes to move thru…
“May you have the eyes to see
that no visitor arrives without a gift,
and no guest leaves without a blessing.”
we wait to feel this gift, love you bethie and thank you for your gratiousness and for being who you are.
xoxox annmarie
Sweet AnnMarie, those fur babies mean as much to me as the un-fur ones, so I understand how you are feeling.
There are things I miss and will miss about my Dad but not his love. That I carry with me always, as he carries mine with him. It’s one of the last things I told him while he was still cognizant, wherever he goes, a part of me goes, too and wherever I go, a part of him goes, too.
I am at least comforted that he lived every season of his life, that he’d seen enough Spring times – though then I wonder is there ever enough Spring times and who is to say he does not see one now.
Love you, Bethie
no there are never enough springs… i am sure he sees thru your eyes with you… xoxooxo am
Dear Bethie, I am truly sorry for your great loss.
People leave but love never dies…
Love & Light
Wrapping you in soft clouds of love and understanding. My sympathy to you, dear Bethie, for your loss.