calliecritturs
Posted : 10/20/2008 8:35:28 PM
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Chuffy
Say a prayer to send him on his way to wherever he is going? Knowing my dad, it can only be somewhere wonderful.
My dad passed away peacefully at 3pm today; about 6 and a half hours ago.
I believe with all my heart and soul that when this many people are involved in prayers and good thots that no 'mistake' can be made. It was ... simply ... his time. The fact that he was so willing to continue makes him a source of pride and someone to be looked up to and emulated.
But sometimes, I think the Alpha of all Alphas simply says 'Ok ... you've given enough .. I know you're willing to go further but this is when it's right for you and time for your pain to end.'
This *is* why your dream last night ... and this situation with the table is part of where the discontent was in the dream. It's raining in your heart now ... such is the gloom that feels so oppressive that it's in the very air.
Do keep looking outside yourself dearheart ... you won't be aware of the pain passing ... but as you look outside at the gloom you'll find something wonderful.
The way you and your siblings honored your Father is wonderful. What marvelous children this man reared!! And as he looks down he points with pride at his children. "Look at them ... just remembering me. But doing me proud even in that. No false tears ... just honesty and an attempt to remember the best. I taught them all I knew and they're better than I dared hope for!! I'm proud of them."
Chuffy you have shared this wonderful man with all of us. I feel as if *I* know him a bit and I am honored.
You've expressed so well such a common but elusive feeling. How dare life go "on" unchanged ... all things 'sit' where they were this morning but I have to go home with a changed life.
Don't be upset by the table -- in this too, find gold. It's been a long while since your Dad was truly able to come to your home and feel good. But now you can invite his spirit to share your heart and be with you all the time every day.
Simply let all your step-monster says just roll off you. Don't listen to her words of poison and spite ... just let them roll off you like rain off a Macintosh. Her words have power only if you let them.
You all did your best. Don't second guess anything. Your Dad took every single moment he could and was willing for more no matter how horrible he felt. Take that strength and store it in *your* heart and remember it with pride. Your Dad made it thru the dark of the night and faced the day with courage and one more time you were able to sit with him. But while it was still light he left ... not as a theif in the night or something defeated. But in the bold light of day he was allowed to ascend. Yes, take even that 'time' as a blessing.
*hugs* my friend. Let our love flow thru our fingertips and thru the keys thru cyberspace and into your home and heart. Feel each post with all the love we intend. let each and every one give you a bit more strength. Feel the hugs, the pats and caresses on your shoulder and the strength pass thru to you.
We love you Chuffy.