I just had a friend that lost his Dad. It is always a sad occasion when someone passes. There are never enough words one can say to offer comfort. It is a hurt that never really heals, it only becomes bearable. It is something I have noticed, the older you get, the more deaths you have to deal with. It is just another one of those things, I suppose. No one told me getting older involved all that.
I couldn't help but think this weekend will be especially hard for him, father's day is this weekend. My thoughts will be with him. My daughter in law lost her Dad just over a year ago. Father's day is on her mind as well. My own Dad has been gone for 14 years now. I still think of him everyday. It is getting to the point where fathers day is a sad occasion !
In today's world we hold a celebration of life ceremony. The intent is to offer some closure. Two phrases I do not like. First off, it is a funeral. Nothing much to celebrate as far as I can see. And as far as closure, I don't believe that ever happens. The wound has never closed from the loss of my own Dad or anyone else I have loved for that matter. I have learned to cope, to adapt and to accept what is inevitable. I have never closed the door. It is my contention that as long as their name is spoken, out loud, they are never gone. To me those phrases are attempts at deception. Go ahead, cry and mourn your loss. Do not close the door on their memory.
Somehow this blog has taken a somber turn. That isn't what I had in mind when I started. But, it has become a reminder. We should enjoy and celebrate those we have in our lives every day. It is foolish to wait for a special occasion to do so. Each day is a special occasion. Each meeting with those that you love is a special occasion. If we treat each other in that fashion we are prepared. Prepared to say goodbye and I will see you later. They are not gone, they walk with me everyday. I miss their physical presence sure. How many times I long to share something, to hear their voice, an old familiar phrase or saying. I am sad for that loss but never have I felt they were gone. They never left me in life, why should they do so in death ?
Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's out there. Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's up there.
I couldn't help but think this weekend will be especially hard for him, father's day is this weekend. My thoughts will be with him. My daughter in law lost her Dad just over a year ago. Father's day is on her mind as well. My own Dad has been gone for 14 years now. I still think of him everyday. It is getting to the point where fathers day is a sad occasion !
In today's world we hold a celebration of life ceremony. The intent is to offer some closure. Two phrases I do not like. First off, it is a funeral. Nothing much to celebrate as far as I can see. And as far as closure, I don't believe that ever happens. The wound has never closed from the loss of my own Dad or anyone else I have loved for that matter. I have learned to cope, to adapt and to accept what is inevitable. I have never closed the door. It is my contention that as long as their name is spoken, out loud, they are never gone. To me those phrases are attempts at deception. Go ahead, cry and mourn your loss. Do not close the door on their memory.
Somehow this blog has taken a somber turn. That isn't what I had in mind when I started. But, it has become a reminder. We should enjoy and celebrate those we have in our lives every day. It is foolish to wait for a special occasion to do so. Each day is a special occasion. Each meeting with those that you love is a special occasion. If we treat each other in that fashion we are prepared. Prepared to say goodbye and I will see you later. They are not gone, they walk with me everyday. I miss their physical presence sure. How many times I long to share something, to hear their voice, an old familiar phrase or saying. I am sad for that loss but never have I felt they were gone. They never left me in life, why should they do so in death ?
Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's out there. Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's up there.
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