“Keep your chin up.” It was a hollow expression. I needed more from my dad. They brought me, absolutely, no comfort. Those same words today, I desperately crave from him. I find myself picking up the phone just to hear his voice. A boisterous sound that has now, sadly, gone silent in my head.
My father passed away 9 years ago and today is his birthday. In my quest to bring light into our lives by simple, achievable kindnesses, it also means for me to gain my voice. To be seen and to be heard. In his honor, I am finally speaking out loud. I assure you, he thanks you, as much as I do, for your love and support.
He was a good man. He loved life to excess and hid demons like the rest of us. He did not have to be perfect. Nobody does. He was a beautiful man. John Shepard Thatcher may you rest in peace and find me in my dreams. I love you. He would ask us all to send sunshine.
My father passed away quite a long time ago. It is strange that I read this today. I was talking to an elderly neighbor this afternoon and she was missing her husband who passed away long ago and she still loves him so. I was telling her about the dreams I’ve had where my father came to see me. He walking across a field and we got to me he gave me a warm hug. I could feel and smell him. It was so real. He said, It’s been so long” He said then that he had to go and walked away. He turned around and said, “I have to leave for now, but I’ll be back”
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This is beautiful and I am sad that I had not seen your post before today! Much ❤ and thank you for sharing this personal and touching moment.
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Thank you for those kind words.
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My family and I just never quite fit. There was just always just some discomfort between us. I hope that unease has melted when I finally see him again.
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Thank you, Beth! Family is a tough nut, and I agree with you, I have many members in the higher sphere that I never knew or ever met, and the absence of tangible emotion is disconcerting in the least. I believe our Family are those who choose to know us best. Much ❤ and Happy Holidays!
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Christmas love
spreads joyfully to
friends, new and old, as
natural as mountain streams
flow under
ice and snow
still moving, to join.
Harmony
comes from sharing a
round table. Buddha
Mohammad,
Jesus, Confucius,
Abraham, Gandhi
and Luther invite a pope
to break bread
under one God
that all pray to here
in Gwangju,
there in Amsterdam,
and Davao, where the
hunt for food
and water reverts to old
ways, not the
usual Christmas,
but children scramble
for goodies
like coconuts, fruit, rare meat
while we feast
on turkey, baked so
well, spring rolls folded
and rolled by
hands so delicate you can’t
imagine
what they’ve done. Merry
Christmas everyone.
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What a nice prose you have written. I’m am sorry to bring out one thing, thoughm. You mentioned the Buddha as being a member of the group that is sharing in harmony. That in itself is good, but the Buddha does not ever pray under one god because it is a faith that has no outside god
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