After receiving this picture from my sister, I cried and cried buckets of tears. I guess because it is so final and complete...to see my father's ashes in an urn. But, I was comforted by the fact that this really isn't his final resting place. He's with my Heavenly Father. My Daddy and my Father are together. This vessel simply houses what is left of what was the vessel that housed my Pa's soul. I look forward with anticipation to the day when we can ALL be together. I love you both, my Father and my Pa!I LOVE California. It's totally the bomb. I lived there for 22 years (until Sept 2004) intend to move back one day (soon I hope). I'm currently in Texas and don't want to miss a thing -- so all you Californians Blog Away!
Friday, January 26, 2007
Final Resting Place
After receiving this picture from my sister, I cried and cried buckets of tears. I guess because it is so final and complete...to see my father's ashes in an urn. But, I was comforted by the fact that this really isn't his final resting place. He's with my Heavenly Father. My Daddy and my Father are together. This vessel simply houses what is left of what was the vessel that housed my Pa's soul. I look forward with anticipation to the day when we can ALL be together. I love you both, my Father and my Pa!I Got a Star and a Snowflake!
My granddaughter was talking to me on the phone the other night and we were discussing school and class and grades. She said, "Grandma, I got a star and a snowflake on my math paper!" I told her how proud I was of her and how much I missed her and she said, "I know, I miss you too Grandma." "I'll send you my paper so you can have a Star and a Snowflake." Isn't that just the sweetest thing?Do Ants Have Noses?
My granddaughter F noticed that ants always come in her room when it rains and they seem to "find food crumbs" on the carpet. She said, "It really bugs me." "Grandma, do ants have noses?" I tried to explain the antennae to her, but she didn't believe it.Then, she was talking to my husband about school (he's in chiropractic college) and he told her he had to study for a test. She said she hated tests and that "You need to finish school and bring Grandma back here." "You're too old for school." "Grandma has a job to do here." He asked her what grandma's job is to do and she said, "To love little kids!"
My firstborn son turned 21 on the 18th of January. A milestone for the young man. It was a bittersweet day for me because he is in California and I'm in Texas. Furthermore, my father passed away just 1 month and 1 day prior. I'm still grieving and my husband isn't understanding or supportive at all. He's focus on his career goals and money issues. His constant bickering and picking is just making life miserable and I react by lashing out. What should have been a happy day for my son was laced with all kinds of sarcasm from my husband because of unforgiven acts done in his youth. Lord grant me the wisdom to change the things I can, the courage to change the things I cannot and the wisdom to know the difference. Happy Belated Birthday son. I love you.
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