We are 2 weeks now since dad's passing. He made it 2 weeks after his last dialysis. We were blessed to journey these last 6 months near him.
The funeral had his fingerprints all over it. His singing. He ended with a song called Celebrate Me Home. along with the simple words he wrote to all of us. He "Hopes to see us again someday... Depending on what you believe".
He lived well. He loved well. He was one of a kind. We will never forget.
So now to find our path again. The waterplant destroyed the path I've known most of my life. It all seems to be relevant to now. Searching... Both Rick and I... For next steps. Slowly we listen. Linger. Quiet. Receiving.