It feels awkward returning to normal after mom’s death

Posted By on December 21, 2012

It has been a quick couple of days for my dad, brother and me in finalizing the desires of my mom for her funeral. She was organized and detailed right to the end and it was probably a good thing because she was leaving this funeralflower121219planning behind to three “men.” We did our best mom … and hopefully satisfactorily honored your wishes. (link to obituary)

Of course we had help from the funeral director, pastors at church, the many friends who prepared the dinner after the service. The neighbors who bought food to dad from up the street and of course our family … Brenda and Claire, Katelyn and Keira and Taylor and Jaben; they were a big help too. Physically and emotionally we were embraced by our extended family and the many friends who came to visit and offered their condolences. I would like to thank them all … my mom had a wonderful life.

For me, I am not in mourning at all. I’m thankful my mom is no longer in pain and am appreciative for all the time I had to talked with her, especially in these last few months. It made it easier knowing she was ready to leave and am comforted too that mom knew Christ and had faith that He had prepared a place for her. In the end, her peaceful passing was mercifully and her legacy immense. (and I say that with meaning since she provided both my brother and I with a “Legacy Box” and notebook with a lifetime of notes … really a journal. We could not have asked for more)

I love you mom and will miss you.

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Taylor, Brenda, Dad C, Katelyn and Rich (12/19/2012)

I am free

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,
I’m following paths God made for me
I took his hand I heard him call
Then turned, and bid farewell to all

I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to sing, to play
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found my peace… at close of play

And if my parting left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened… deep with sorrow
I wish you sunshine of tomorrow
My life’s been full I’ve savoured much
Good friends, good times
A loved one’s touch

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with grief
Lift up your hearts and share with me,
God wants me now… He set me free.

Anonymous

12/21/2012

It was a cold rainy day to have the funeral, but it was before the ice and snow for those who traveled. My daughter sent me a couple photos after leaving the church and I wanted to archive at least one.

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Comments

  • David Ross

    My condolences Rich. I didn’t know your mother, but your comments are very reflective of how I felt after my mother struggled with cancer a few years ago. It is a relief not to see her in pain. I’m sorry for your loss.
    — David Ross

    • Thanks David. (sorry to have missed your comment earlier)

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