Today was a bittersweet day. Most of our relatives are headed back to their own lives and we must figure out how to live ours without Dad. But God is kind even in this transition…my cousin, who wasn’t able to attend the funeral, arrived today for a visit with my aunt. We ate lunch at the DQ and then walked around downtown. It was fun to take them inside the theater and hear them talk about my mom and dad going there on one of their first dates.
I had the idea this morning that today would be about “getting back to my life”, but there is no going back. It’s all about forward…and changes. Dad’s death has changed everything from my weekly schedule to my garden.
Dad came to see me nearly every Sunday afternoon so I always made sure I was here. We watched golf together and chatted about everything and nothing. Today I couldn’t just sit here so I went for a drive down the road and took pictures of wildflowers.
I saw several relatives at the funeral who have been absent from my life for no other reason than “busyness”. I’ve vowed to change that and they are in agreement.
Pretty flowers are sitting on my porch, thanks to the generosity of friends who loved Dad’s garden. They will be added to mine and will be great reminders of him.
My brothers and I now face the task of caring for Dad’s things and sharing them with family members. We have the responsibility of paying his debts and completing any legal obligations. And from this day forward we have the opportunity to care for each other as our parents once cared for us.