Yesterday, I along with other loved ones were able to bury my fathers ashes in his hometown. I didnt feel the hurt or pain I thought I would. Yes, I cried and felt sadness and a sense of finality, but at the same time I felt a sense of happiness.
It felt very right to be able to bring him home. The place where he grew up, the place where all of his childhood memories and young adult memories were created. The town that he told my brother and I all of these great stories about his Dad and Mom and Brother. I liked that fact that he was going to be placed here, a place where we could come and pay our respects and have all of this "bruce" floating around it.
I can only speak for myself, but today I feel I can move forward and let go of Dad. Even though I know a place in my heart and a place on earth where I can find him.
2 comments:
Mike,
So many thoughts run through my mind, and none of them come out right when writing. I guess I'll just say I'm happy you've reached this place. I know you will be alright and you know I'm always just a call away if you ever need.
I love ya pal!
Jeff
Thought of you today knowing that Father's Day may be difficult this year. This headstone is beautiful, its almost like it says that their family is together again. Interesting that your dad had one brother and so do you.
On a happy note: from what I know of you I can honestly say you are one of the best dads ever. Your son is blessed.
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