Tribute to my son, George Raymond Van Ry, 1/23/1986 - 5/2/2010 and lessons learned from grieving "What is this thing called death; This quiet passing in the night? Tis not the end but genesis; of better worlds and greater light." Gordon B. Hinckley
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Another fade
Today George's obituary guest book page expired. I've kept it going for 3 years just because . . . and now it's time to let it go. Soon it will be his yahoo email, then, who knows? It's natural & necessary, but still tender. I was reminded how good a man he was in some mail that came yesterday. His presence is still strong at times & I rarely tear up anymore, but I hate that it's all fading, if only because I must go on. Then I remember other friends who have lost children and wonder how I can be so self-serving. It's all so confusing at times. Love you, Gingle. Hope you're having fun "up" there.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Three Years Ago Today
I haven't posted since last June! Guess we really do move on and I know your big heart is glad for me. I'm not sure if I even mind, myself. I drove down to SLC from Bend today to add to Livvie's flowers & play "Endless Sky" for you. I'll be spending time with Liv tomorrow & Saturday (she's on a date tonight - I'm sure that pleases you :-) ). Then I'll make the long drive home feeling the pilgrimage was as it should have been. You were with me for a few moments today but I sense you're fully occupied where you are. Thanks for taking time to stop by. I love you!
Tablet won't let me add a photo of your flowers. I'll do it when I get home.
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