It’s been a tough week, but also one filled with blessings. We had a small, family only service for my Dad at the farm in West Virginia. It was a terrible, wonderful day.
A pastor Dad’s known since high school delivered the service on the deck at the farm house. Then we trooped out through the pasture to Sheep Rock where we tucked Dad’s ashes beneath the soil and leaves. My brothers topped it with a carved stone that was part of the chimney in the house Dad grew up in. It was as right as such a thing can be.
It was good spending time with my brothers–we so rarely all come together. And it was good to remember . . . I’m grateful I have memories enough to last a long, long time.
Thank you for sharing this sweet goodbye…. a testimony of family love in a tradition that warms my heart…
You’re so very welcome–I’m proud to share my family.
What a beautiful goodbye. I’m touched.
Thank you.
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Thank you.
A sadness to say goodbye, yet a joy in knowing the truth of the next hello. My thoughts and prayers are with your family.
Yes, that future hello is SO hope filled!
You guys were on my mind that day, Love you all!! Also had to say Daniel in his bare feet made me laugh but filled me with memories as well. Loved walking around at the farm in my bare feet. 🙂
That tickled me, too! I’m a tender-foot anymore.
A lovely way to say such a difficult word as, “goodbye”. You have our sympathy.
Yes. “See you later” is so much better.
What a sad time but what a beautiful memory – to have him on the family farm. Of course, as you know when I discovered you that it my ancestor’s farm, too. How I wish I had known that years ago and could have visited.
At least I can share pictures of this beautiful place!
I’m so sorry for your loss, and that you had to suffer it in such a time, without the arms of all the people who love you around you. May your father’s memory be eternal.
Thank you–I did manage a few arms of love even so!