Not eternal
London, ON, September 2010
A year ago, our phone rang in the middle of the night. Tonight, I find myself with lots of thoughts swirling through my head. Oddly for me, however, I find myself out of words.
Perhaps it's just as well. Some days, I find comfort in silence.
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OMgoodness you brought Henry Miller, Silence and Varese's music (long story) off the shelf. Silence is, as important as a toothbrush. As only Henry can reach our ears..... "A huge gong resounds, drowning everything. Again, and again, and again. Then a shuttering silence. When it has become almost insupportable a flute is heard-the flute of a shepherd invisible. The music, which is fugitive, monotonous, repetitive-almost insane-goes on and on and on. The wind stirs. The moment the sound of the flute dies out a great chior of brass gives a mighty blare."
My prayers
Arohanui
there are times when there are no words ♥
Your Dad and my dad can hang out together and keep each other company until we join them.
(((HUGS)))
Silence does say it all. It also can be a healer...
Aah. That's emotional. My prayers.
Today's approaching date has weighed heavily on my mind. I can hardly believe it's a year since that phone call.
I can feel him all around us!
No words need to be spoken other than I love you.
xoxo
Well, you have me very interested now as to what happened. I hate late night phone calls, when the phone rings, my heart just drops. Because it's always bad news, isn't it? I've certainly had my share of them, as well. This is perhaps a hard day for you to deal with, and for that I am truly sorry. It takes a lot for a wordmaster like you to be out of words. I wish you peace.
My thoughts and prayers are with you.
sorry about your dad
sorry for your loss.
It does not seem possible that it has been a year already. May your memories bring you peace!
Wishing you and your family long, happy and healthy lives.
Peace, my friend.
Your feelings and love reverberates out and touches many.
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