To those I miss.....
Today is Memorial Day.
A quiet day of reflection to those special people who touched my life:
Mom and Dad who loved me without question, supported me always, and embraced and enveloped me with their love when all I wanted to do was crawl in a hole and escape the world as I knew it then. Mom and Dad instilled in me the value of who I was - and made me who I am today. Memories flood through me, so happy and loving of the good times, remembrances of who you were and what you meant to me. I miss you...every day of my life! And what I wouldn't give to be able to sit down and talk with you, be near you, feel your loving embrace, or hear your laughter just one more time.
Earl - who left this earth far too soon, and left behind a hole in our hearts for missing you so much. You gave tirelessly of yourself and asked nothing in return. Your daughters and wife miss you so - but it's not only them. The whole town mourns your loss, as do I. You were more than just my brother-in-law, you were my brother and my friend.
Jerry Z and Sniper Bob - both of you touched my heart more than you'll know. Your laughter, jokes (perfectly timed to make me laugh when I needed it the most) and your presence always brightened the days. A quiet smile and gentle ear were given freely by both of you - to anyone who needed it. Both of you gone far too young - but yet the years that you lived were a treasure to those who knew you. You were my friends and I miss you.
To Mom and Dad, Earl, Jerry and Bob - I dedicate this poem I found out on the net.
I opened the door to a sweet, heavy, morning air.
Sleepy branches of evergreen stretched their shadows across
the sky.
And I thought of you.
In the heavens, a carnival of colors on display.
I could almost taste the different hues of pink and blue.
I thought of you.
Birds of color awoke to this brand new day and sang a song
for my wonder and sadness.
Alone and still, I whispered these thoughts only to the face
of the wind...
Hoping he would carry them to you.
This morning, a soft canopy of dew covered the ground.
So fresh to glisten, I was unable to find the tear that I had dropped.
-Poem by Paula A. Seiler
A quiet day of reflection to those special people who touched my life:
Mom and Dad who loved me without question, supported me always, and embraced and enveloped me with their love when all I wanted to do was crawl in a hole and escape the world as I knew it then. Mom and Dad instilled in me the value of who I was - and made me who I am today. Memories flood through me, so happy and loving of the good times, remembrances of who you were and what you meant to me. I miss you...every day of my life! And what I wouldn't give to be able to sit down and talk with you, be near you, feel your loving embrace, or hear your laughter just one more time.
Earl - who left this earth far too soon, and left behind a hole in our hearts for missing you so much. You gave tirelessly of yourself and asked nothing in return. Your daughters and wife miss you so - but it's not only them. The whole town mourns your loss, as do I. You were more than just my brother-in-law, you were my brother and my friend.
Jerry Z and Sniper Bob - both of you touched my heart more than you'll know. Your laughter, jokes (perfectly timed to make me laugh when I needed it the most) and your presence always brightened the days. A quiet smile and gentle ear were given freely by both of you - to anyone who needed it. Both of you gone far too young - but yet the years that you lived were a treasure to those who knew you. You were my friends and I miss you.
To Mom and Dad, Earl, Jerry and Bob - I dedicate this poem I found out on the net.
Sleepy branches of evergreen stretched their shadows across
the sky.
And I thought of you.
In the heavens, a carnival of colors on display.
I could almost taste the different hues of pink and blue.
I thought of you.
Birds of color awoke to this brand new day and sang a song
for my wonder and sadness.
Alone and still, I whispered these thoughts only to the face
of the wind...
Hoping he would carry them to you.
This morning, a soft canopy of dew covered the ground.
So fresh to glisten, I was unable to find the tear that I had dropped.
-Poem by Paula A. Seiler
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