The funeral has come and gone. He passed February 8th. In the hospital, in room 8. I begin to realize after the fact that there are a lot of 8s – his birthday adds up to 8, he was born in the 8th month – did you know “8” in numerology symbolizes the businessman.? It reads“You are inspiring, result-oriented, powerful, ambitious, visionary, generous, perseverant, forgiving, broad-minded, money-conscious and self-disciplined. You have the potential for enormous success. You are also a good judge of character a natural leader and a survivor.”
And that was dad. His obituary was quite long. I did the Eulogy. Fortunately, over the past year or so, dad and I had been journaling some memories, and I used those memories as the basis of the Eulogy. These are posted at my website, janeterry.net. They are long, but make a good read.
The funeral was beautiful, if I do say so myself. Beautiful day, overflowing crowd, flowers everywhere. It was not a boo-hoo funeral, but one of love and inspiration, because that is what he was all about. With military honors.
We are coming up on Easter now, so it’s been about 6 weeks. I go to his site at least once a day, usually twice. I have purchased a plot nearby him – I can’t explain all of this, before this, I just wanted to be cremated. I thought, “who cares about it after we are gone?” But now I do care. I keep dad’s flowers fresh and watered. (That is one advantage of being buried in the ground – the sprinklers water the flowers!)
I’ve bought a crypt near dad for my husband and I. Peace of mind comes with that.
I am working on the two (blog) entries I did while dad was still living – I am so glad I managed to get those in, and wished I had done more. I am adding post scripts from what I know and can recall – before the memories fade for me.
I just finished his memorial DVD. Maybe that sounds pathetic to some, but it is very comforting to me.
