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