Over the past several weeks we have been witness to celebrity deaths. Alan Rickman, David Bowie, Glenn Frey, and Meadowlark Lemon to name a few. In death, they are emulated, and accolades of their accomplishments are in abundance. David Bowie, post humus has been awarded his first number one album in his career.
One thing that has always amazed me is how “delightful” “kind” “the best person ever” after someone ends their time here on earth. They could have been the worst person, however, in death they are lifted, and people tend only to remember the good. It gives me hope for myself.
My Dad recently said to me “Don’t wait till I am dead, see me now.” Sadly, many of his days in hospice are spent alone, being crabby with me, waiting for the inevitable. While no one can find the time now, don’t get me wrong, I get that lives are busy. Somehow I imagine time will be made for his funeral when his journey has ended. And he won’t be there to enjoy the visit.
Today I am thankful
- I got my toes done
- A wonderful gift from my grandson that makes me smile
- The view out my window
Jimi Hendrix, who continues to be a superstar in his death, said a prophetic quote at the start of this blog. Sadly, how true it is for all of us. I am with my Dad, come and see me now.
affectionately yours, Laura