Love and Loss
This story begins where another ends.
We were standing outside. It was a partially cloudy day. Green grass hills all around. We all gathered together for this single purpose.
A man in all black with a white collar spoke.
“The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul…”
We were all dressed in black, too.
My dad took it the worst. She was everything to him. His whole world. His heart, his soul, his inspiration, his reason for living.
And now she was gone.
My sister stood by my side. I tried to be strong and not cry. She didn’t have that luxury. She cried profusely. She held onto my dad’s hand. They cried together.
Ashes to ashes. Funny saying. We’re all but stardust. Ash, that took form as this body, only to one day return to the ground. Dust to dust. Life is so short.
The white-collared man continued. “We now commit her body to the ground, in sure and certain hope… of the coming Resurrection.”
I’ve never seen my dad cry like that before.
I so wanted to cry too. But someone had to be strong in this family.
I’m sorry. I wish I did.
I love you, Mom. I’ll miss you.
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