Well let me first say I am overwhelmingly moved by the vast amount of prayers, support, caring and concerns for these difficult times for the family. We are grateful and blessed to have so many people sharing and expressing love and interceding and petitioning God on our behalf. I believe in the power of prayer so its a very big deal to me. Of course when I first received a call from moma letting me know that dad had passed, I was filled with all kind of emotions and some numbness too. Dad was declining so I wouldnt say it was a total shock but there were no immediate concerns of dad leaving right now. Deep down I would say moma and I were unconsciously preparing ouselves for whats inevitable for all of us but theres nothing quite like when that moment arrives. So we grieve only like a person can grieve for someone you love with all your heart. I have been consiously practicing acceptence in my life for over a year now and it has enabled me to find emotional and spiritual freedom even when I dont want to accept something. Of course not of my own volition but through faith in God, surrounding myself with people who uplift and encourage, people who seek positive solutions, people who still have faults and are not perfect but are willing just like me to address unfruitful behavior, owning it, and putting in work change some things and to be a better human. Moma is taking this like a champion. Well at least she has me convinced she can live happy and content without her soulmate of 58 years. 58 years! Moma is silently strong. Till death do us part were the vows they took and they honored those vows. You dont have to know them to admire this quality. To keep it fair and honest moma and dad had their shortcomings however they worked it out and there were some very trying times dealing with heartache and pain but they had this resolve about themselves that would not allow anything to separate what God put together. If you knew my dad, Charles Henry Taylor, then you knew his love for God, life, family, humanity. He loved his country as he exhibited by serving in the U.S. Airforce. He was a handyman, educator, intelligent, passionate, generous, charming, polite, friendly, honorable, unselfish, cosiderate, creative, determined, diplomatic, thoughtful, inventive, brave, open minded and I guess I could keep going but I think you understand that dad was fine, good , compassionate soul, Oh and he had a million jokes. He lived a long prosperous and joyous life and he lived it with the love of his life. So this is a celebration of Charles Henry Taylors life. It may sound cliche but I have no doubt that dad is in a better place. So I thank God for this day and everyday. I thank my family for being my family. I thank all people who are praying, caring and wishing the Taylors well. You just dont know how much you folks make a difference in how I view life. Life is good Thank you facebook Thank you and love you dad. If you knew him You would too. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints of snow. I am the sunlight of ripened grain I am the gentle Autumns rain When you awakin in the mornings hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Jan 2014 08:42:58 +0000
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