tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post1933407805737679598..comments2023-08-09T07:04:59.243-07:00Comments on Odd, Good, True: Sunday PrayerCupcake Murphyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01290758835270673671noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-83812975496413669782011-12-20T18:48:55.047-08:002011-12-20T18:48:55.047-08:00How lucky you are to love your dad so much.How lucky you are to love your dad so much.Twisted Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01401090453212260027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-42092955707722706772011-12-19T18:45:16.120-08:002011-12-19T18:45:16.120-08:00Yes yes yes that will always be the most striking ...Yes yes yes that will always be the most striking thing about it----the most beauty and the most pain (if that's what you could call it) wrapped up into one enduring thing that now feels like part of my bones. Thank you for your loving comments.Cupcake Murphyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01290758835270673671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-60680496900455650242011-12-19T17:29:17.190-08:002011-12-19T17:29:17.190-08:00Six years ago, my Dad died here in my living room,...Six years ago, my Dad died here in my living room, with hospice here.<br />It was the most painful, and the most beautiful experience......and we were never closer.<br />I mean it when I say that I feel your pain.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02528439226293446420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-57701702945628925272011-12-19T14:34:01.826-08:002011-12-19T14:34:01.826-08:00Breathe freely...Breathe freely...duffylouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13318126035231375719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-24656691685254454772011-12-19T13:45:50.841-08:002011-12-19T13:45:50.841-08:00Oh dearest Cupcake. My tears are flowing and my he...Oh dearest Cupcake. My tears are flowing and my heart is breaking for the similarity of our grief. I always think a bird or a breeze is my Dad talking to me. At least I hope so.Meg at the Members Loungehttp://designsbymeg.com/blog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-55023024558169018072011-12-19T08:28:42.973-08:002011-12-19T08:28:42.973-08:00I give you this, as someone gave it to me when my ...I give you this, as someone gave it to me when my mother passed into the other.<br /><br />Death is nothing at all<br /><br />I have only slipped away into the next room<br /><br />I am I and you are you<br /><br />Whatever we were to each other<br /><br />That we are still<br /><br />Call me by my old familiar name<br /><br />Speak to me in the easy way you always used<br /><br />Put no difference into your tone<br /><br />Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow<br /><br />Laugh as we always laughed<br /><br />At the little jokes we always enjoyed together<br /><br />Play, smile, think of me, pray for me<br /><br />Let my name be ever the household word that it always was<br /><br />Let it be spoken without effort<br /><br />Without the ghost of a shadow in it<br /><br />Life means all that it ever meant<br /><br />It is the same as it ever was<br /><br />There is absolute unbroken continuity<br /><br />What is death but a negligible accident?<br /><br />Why should I be out of mind<br /><br />Because I am out of sight?<br /><br />I am waiting for you for an interval<br /><br />Somewhere very near<br /><br />Just around the corner<br /><br />All is well.<br /><br />Nothing is past; nothing is lost<br /><br />One brief moment and all will be as it was before <br /><br />How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!<br /><br /> <br /><br />Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's CathedralRowanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05721331073770045794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-52336560767745111752011-12-19T06:10:35.672-08:002011-12-19T06:10:35.672-08:00Exquisite beauty is born of exquisite love. This ...Exquisite beauty is born of exquisite love. This is exquisitely beautiful. <br /><br />My condolences.PJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-30369199731423945112011-12-18T19:14:48.159-08:002011-12-18T19:14:48.159-08:00Too teary to say anything other than, "Yes, h...Too teary to say anything other than, "Yes, he knows."The Zadgehttp://www.blueskiesandyellowdogs.comnoreply@blogger.com