We buried our Dad today. I know hes in a better place, but - still - its so hard to say good-bye. He loved us out loud - thats what I will miss most. Its during times like this that we find crystal-clear clarity about what/who matters and cares for us most. I want to say thanks to everyone who called, attended service, and sent messages. It did our hearts well to see our dear family and friends. The poem I read today: Miss Me, But Let Me Go When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room, Why cry for a soul set free! Miss me a little - but not for long And not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me, but let me go. For this journey that we all must take And each must go alone; Its all a part of the Masters plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart Go to the friends we know. And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me, but let me go. - Edgar Albert Guest (1881-1959)
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 04:09:41 +0000
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