August 3, 2009 at 4:51 pm #29805daddysgirl-2Member
Thank you, Lainy, for this beautiful poem. I really do believe that my dad is with us. Being a military man, dad often went to whatever city or country to prepare housing arrangements before the rest of us joined him. I like to think that dad is on his next ‘deployment’, so to speak, making arrangements. Now he watches over us, prepares for our arrival, guides us however geographically scattered we may be. Dad has reached a goal he wasn’t able to on earth ~ multi-tasking!!! hahahaha
I’ve mentioned before that I have a brother with multiple disabilities. He lives in his own apartment where we arrange for caregivers when we aren’t able to stay with him. He asked to come to my house last week to visit us for this first anniversary without dad. During a humerous conversation with my brother, I looked at him as he laughed. I saw my dad’s smile.
May we all see our loved ones who have gone on before us in our loved ones who remain. Such a gift when this happens.
Barbara, thank you, too, for acknowledging my dad’s anniversary. From one daddy’s girl to another, I wish you peace as you mourn your dad. As old as we are, we never outgrow our daddies.
If it weren’t for the wonderful people I have met on this site, my path would surely have been lonelier.
Pax Domine Vobiscum,
JoleneAugust 1, 2009 at 10:17 am #29806roma35Member
Jolene, What a beautiful tribute to your father. After reading your words, I feel like I know your father a bit. I feel like I know you as well, because I feel your pain, and your pride as well. I lost my dad to CC a few short months ago, and although the pain is still so deep, I am trying to focus on who he was and how authentically he lived his life, because that person will never leave me. This cancer can not rob us of our memories, or the love we feel in our hearts.
Lainy, everytime you post that poem, I shed a tear. I cant read it too many times.(:August 1, 2009 at 3:46 am #29807lainyParticipant
Hi Jolene, You are such a wonderful daughter. What a beautiful tribute from a daughter to her father. I am sure he is reading it over and over. I have one from him to you. Its long but I love it:
To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I’m writing this from Heaven.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there’s no more tears of sadness;
here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me
and said, “I welcome you.
It’s good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
they’ll be here later on.
God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the day’s chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you…
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years.
Because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry:
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
One thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I’m closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
Together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
And now I am contented….
that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
When you’re walking down the street
and you’ve got me on your mind;
I’m walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when it’s time for you to go….
from that body to be free.
Remember you’re not going…
your coming home to me.July 31, 2009 at 8:11 pm #2448daddysgirl-2Member
In loving memory of my dad ~ James M. Berish, Sr. ~ on the one year anniversary of his passing.
He was a faithful husband, loving father, doting grandfather, beloved uncle, loyal friend, practicing Catholic and American patriot. He loved to polka and twist. He loved to sing oldies, polka and country music. He loved to go to the movies and order a large, buttered popcorn. He was a tv junkie, enjoying the retro shows: Beverly Hillbillies, Abbot and Costello, Nash Bridges, Walker. He loved spending time with his children and grandchildren. He told his children every day that he loved them. He adored his wife and enjoyed spoiling her. He flew the American flag daily with pride. He was active in the Knights of Columbus, and always volunteered at church. He respected animals and provided for them when he could. He was a Boy Scout Leader and Little League coach. He was my hero. He was all this, and so very much more.
God sent for him July 28, 2008. I last gazed upon his face one year ago today, before they closed the casket.
I miss him every day and long to hear his voice. He was always so proud of whatever we accomplished, that the best memorial I can offer him is to continue to live honorably and to the fullest, to focus on our family and when grieving, to remember that we will all be together again one day.
I love you, dad.
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