OT... Dad's gone
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From: NW Burbs of Illinois
Sorry for you loss Pete. Prayers to you and your family!
Cancer is nasty, it took many people I know including my best friend last year. I am pretty good at donating now to cancer research, it will save so many peoples lives!
Cancer is nasty, it took many people I know including my best friend last year. I am pretty good at donating now to cancer research, it will save so many peoples lives!
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From: Palm Bay, Florida
Pete, Like everyone else has said I'm so sorry for your loss, you only get 1 Dad in this world and most of us wouldn't trade ours for anything no matter what the circumstances.
I too lost my Dad about a year and a half ago, and still miss him very much, words cannot express the hurt that I felt and that you are feeling now.
Take care of your Mom, things will get better for you and your family as time passes.
I too lost my Dad about a year and a half ago, and still miss him very much, words cannot express the hurt that I felt and that you are feeling now.
Take care of your Mom, things will get better for you and your family as time passes.
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From: Brinklow Md
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From: AZ
I already shared this with Pete, but this poem has given me so much solace over similar times as Pete's, that I thought I would share it with you all.
The Song of the River
The snow melts on the mountain
And the water runs down to the spring,
And the spring in a turbulent fountain,
With a song of youth to sing,
Runs down to the riotous river,
And the river flows on to the sea,
And the water again
Goes back in rain
To the hills where it used to be.
And I wonder if Life's deep mystery
Isn't much like the rain and the snow
Returning through all eternity
To places it used to know.
For life was born on the lofty heights
And flows in a laughing stream
To the River below
Whose onward flow
Ends in a peaceful dream.
And so at last,
When our life has passed
And the river has run its course,
It again goes back,
O'er the selfsame track
To the mountain which was its source.
So why prize life
Or why fear death,
Or dread what is to be?
The river ran its allotted span
Till it reached the silent sea.
Then the water harked back to the mountaintop
To begin its course once more.
So we shall run the course begun
Till we reach the silent shore,
Then revisit earth in a pure rebirth
From the heart of the virgin snow.
So don't ask why we live or die,
Or whither, or when we go,
Or wonder about the mysteries
That only God may know.
The snow melts on the mountain
And the water runs down to the spring,
And the spring in a turbulent fountain,
With a song of youth to sing,
Runs down to the riotous river,
And the river flows on to the sea,
And the water again
Goes back in rain
To the hills where it used to be.
And I wonder if Life's deep mystery
Isn't much like the rain and the snow
Returning through all eternity
To places it used to know.
For life was born on the lofty heights
And flows in a laughing stream
To the River below
Whose onward flow
Ends in a peaceful dream.
And so at last,
When our life has passed
And the river has run its course,
It again goes back,
O'er the selfsame track
To the mountain which was its source.
So why prize life
Or why fear death,
Or dread what is to be?
The river ran its allotted span
Till it reached the silent sea.
Then the water harked back to the mountaintop
To begin its course once more.
So we shall run the course begun
Till we reach the silent shore,
Then revisit earth in a pure rebirth
From the heart of the virgin snow.
So don't ask why we live or die,
Or whither, or when we go,
Or wonder about the mysteries
That only God may know.
