My dad died alone on Tuesday, November 19, 1991. When I say "alone", I don't think he was physically alone, because I know God was with him. But he was not surrounded by people who loved and thought the world of him.
There are a lot of things my dad had going on around the time he left this earth. In fact, there are many things I know which I can't and won't share at this juncture. Some of you know my reasons and thoughts. When I am able to do so, I will post.
However, one thing that I CAN say with conviction is that my dad did not leave earth on that Tuesday of his own free will.
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Eric - So very sorry about you loss. Sunsets and Sunrises, all a matter of perspective.
Peace, Anthony
Anthony, thank you. I remember being 11 years old, and reading this on the announcement at my father's funeral.
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 on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
-Mary Elizabeth Frye
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