Another round of "messin with the music! " some pics, and the poem I couldn't write. in not exactly that order

Thank you to all who posted, emailed and send condolences. Your support means so much .I know mom will rest easy with my big yellow dog, knowing I have such wonderful friends.
The service for mom was lovely, with remembrances form her grandchildren and my sister Heather read the eulogy. Thank you to all of the many who joined in celebrating the life of this great lady.

Together we wrote the eulogy, I had hoped I would find the words to write a poem for mom, but maybe it was too soon, or too close. I felt badly that I couldn't write one for her service, then finally (with support and caring from family ) realised it would happen when it was meant to , or maybe not at all. And that is fine too . Mom knew I loved her and still do, and I did in my way write poems for and about her in the past, just just have to know us to see where they are.
This did come to me the other day,not quite what I had thought I would write, but what I was in that moment compelled to write. Is it the Poem I couldn't write? I don't know , it is the one I did write  for now

I took your picture off the wall

 as though you were never here,

 at all.

Yet I close my eyes and see your face

Ever present in this place

I took the picture down you see

Because it made me cry

In the next moment 

My heart begged me to know why

I wanted for a time

 to hide from my tears

I thought if I couldn't see you

 I could forget all those years

The lessons laughter love and 

time

the memories that are just mine

 I thought if I could forget

 I could let go of the pain

But then only emptiness would remain

I hung your picture on the wall today

There it will always stay 

I remember the love,

I let the tears fall.

And I hung your picture on the wall

But , as mom would say, "moving right along, here are a few photos of the last while here.

Henry has taken up the torch and joined in on the Fern Valley Duelling/Dancing  doggie show

As you can see , after a long mild fall, Winter has arrived.Still not terribly cold but definitely winter now 

 Frosty and cold enough for hats

Speaking of hats, 

I had kept on of granddad Blain's harris Tweed hats, it was a bit big, but it reminded me of him and smelled like his pipe tobacco of all things so I kept it and wore it from time to time.

Well before brendan left to go back to school after moms service, we were talking and he had tried on my dad's cap, it looked great on him but was too small.

Well much as i wanted to keep it, I figured Brendan might like it and it really didn't fit me so...

He wears it well don't you think? 

Well Christmas is fast approaching , and some other exciting news, that I want to keep under my hat for just a few more days, so I will leave you with this for now;

another run at messing with the music, not a funny twist on an old favorite this time, but a twist all the same 

Have yourself a special little Christmas

But let your love shine bright

someday too our trials will be made more light

Have yourself a  special little Christmas

Take the time that day

To show that prayer and faith are

 What will truly light your way

Celebrate like the olden days

Cherish special ways once more

Bless those who are not near to us

Yet dear to us ever more

Take the time no matter what the weather

Spend some time together

In the here and now.

And have yourself that very special little Christmas now

Stay safe and warm my friends