this last week, I've had many poems and amazing pieces of prose and poetry sent to me - they were all touching. Heart rending even. They were all beautifully written. But…they were all about someone else, for someone else and written by someone else.
I write a lot of stuff. And now I want to write [and say] something that I feel about the person I knew and loved. My Dad. And my God it's hard. And to compound the issue, I want to speak from both mine and my brothers hearts. Please - pass me a larger stone to push up the hill?
So hard not to fall back on the old adages. So hard not to be trite. But I will try anyway. Forgive me if it's not very entertaining.
This evening I will try to do this - I NEED to do it - but I am still not sure I'll be able to speak at the funeral. No matter how much I want to…thank goodness Dad's brother Ian is doing this for us anyway.
It will, I'm sure, be perfect. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteWhatever you write will be right and from the heart, because he's your Dad and you loved him. And when all the words have been spoken you will still have him with you wherever you go.
ReplyDeleteSo many hugs
xxx
thanks girls
ReplyDeletewell. i wrote it. and read it. and cried. so I am bowing out...but at least I did write it.
So sorry for your loss, sending big hugs from Canada....:-)
ReplyDeleteWell done for writing it. I really hope it all goes ok today. I'm thinking about you loads.
ReplyDeleteJustin wrote something and spoke at his Mum's funeral 2 years ago, and I think it was the hardest thing he's ever done. He practiced lots but couldn't get through it so I got up and finished reading it for him.
Not standing up and saying the words you've written yourself isn't important. What's important is that you've written down what you needed to - it doesn't matter who says it.
Sending you a huge hug.
xxx
Thinking of you chic. xxxx big hugs xxxx
ReplyDeleteSorry to read about the loss of your father. Sad and such a bummer time of year. Why do people have to ruin our holidays like this!?
ReplyDeleteI'm going to make sure I die during the December holidays too. That way people will be miserable and I can snicker from below (in hell).
No, back to you. Sad. I'm sorry.
Thinking of you during this most difficult of times.
Janell - thanks for the message - and of course [as usual] the chuckle ;)
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