Sunday, June 17, 2012

Happy Father's Day..........

June. The start of summer. Celebration of flag day, and Father's day. I remember things my father taught me. With the changing times has come the changing role of father's in the lives of our children. Some children, sad to say, do not even know their father. My Father taught me a few distinctive things.
#1 He taught me how to make gravy in the skillet. He came home from work for lunch. I could fry the chicken, mash the potatoes, cook the green beans, but I could not make the gravy. He would make the gravy. I guess he got tired of that because one day he said to me,"Sissy,(he always called me that) you are going to learn how to make gravy." He then proceeded to show me how. :) (My mother was working outside the home at that time in our lives.)
#2 My Father, not the school system or google, taught me how to read a road map. To this day it is easier for me to find where I am going by looking at a road map than it is to listen to a voice on a GPS telling me to turn here or there. :)
These are just a couple of things my Father taught me.  I remember him today.
My husband Daniel was a good father. He didn't always feel like he was though. He had some specific things he wanted to teach our son. 
#1  How to take care of himself in the woods.
#2 How to shoot and care for a gun safely
#3 The love of books and reading.
I noticed some other things that he taught our son that Daniel probably didn't even realize he was teaching.
Our son has a very good work ethic. He learned at least part of this from his father. Daniel was a hard working man. It troubled him, after his heart surgery, that he could not go back to the job he knew. He decided to go to college to learn a new trade. These were hard days for him. In the end he took care of us really well. I did not thank him enough. This is listed under things I regret.
Daniel was a man of faith also. He was not a real out going man. Especially after he had a stroke in 2003. However, we would not hesitate to express his faith in God. I remember enjoying listening to him having a conversation with a man who proclaimed he was an atheist. With a subtle smile on his face, Daniel told him (something I will never forget) "How can you say God does not exist? There has to be something there for you to say it never existed. If it never existed, you would not know anything about it to say that it wasn't there"  (smile)
Daniel has been with the Lord for 19 months now. We miss him terribly here. I know he is enjoying this day with his heavenly Father.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Eye Glasses.........

How long have you been walking this path of grief? My Daniel died 19 months ago. I thought I had reached the point where the pain was no longer a sharp knife cutting out my heart. It is more of a dull ache like pain in a spot that  seems unable to be soothed.  However, today I found out it is a wound that has not healed. It is just scabbed over, and fragile. It can be ripped open by some seemingly insignificant thing and cause a wave of sharp pain  to pour through me.

I am packing up things, in order to make a move. I felt like I should go through the things in Daniel's dresser drawers. Sorting out things we wanted to keep etc....   My grand daughter was helping me. As she went through the items she handed me a pair of glasses. They were not in a case.  Just glasses laying in the drawer. FLASHBACK!  All of a sudden I was seeing Daniel laying there on the floor. The paramedics had laid his glasses up on that dresser and someone had placed them in that drawer. Oh the pain of loss that swept through me. I had to stop sorting. I told my grand daughter that we would have to do this another day.

If you are new to this walk of grief, your pain of loss is still fresh and sharp. There will come a day when it is bearable. I am not sure it will ever go away completely. It seems that when you least
expect it, something will come along causeing it to raise up anew and afresh.  I have wonderful memories of Daniel.  I try to keep these alive in my mind and heart. I talk about him. Recalling good times and funny things that happened to us. I do not think it is good for us to dwell on those terrible last moments of the death. I want to dwell on knowing that he is with the Lord. That he is well. That he is at peace. That he has a new body, not the broken one that he left behind.
Hang in there my friend. This too shall pass.  Go to the Lord and ask Him to give you strength for each day. He has been doing that for me for a long time now.