Hi Justice,
I 've been meaning to reply to this but couldn't find the words. And I've been dealing with my own personal "er" days. Thank goodness they're all over for this year.
I feel the pain and sadness in your voice. You seemed liked you and your dad had a very "special" relationship. Yes Justice he's always with us in our thoughts, our minds and and our hearts for ever and ever.
Yesterday I went to my parent's graves even though I shouldn't have. And I really shouldn't have because they're not there. I walked around all day with a cross in my pocket, a poem a wrote to my dad which I'm keeping private and this which I received in an email. In some little way it brought me peace and I hope it does you too.
Light a candle for those we mourn.
Into a new life they will be born.
Do not look for them at the gravesite.
They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light.
They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain
Their light and essence will always remain.
Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.
They are free to travel through time and space.
When we think of them, they are near.
When we sit in a beautiful garden, their voices we hear.
When we listen to music or a symphony
We close our eyes, their faces we see.
Light a candle for they have not really gone.
With each flickering flame, in your heart they will always belong.
And this is exactly why I spend so much time in my garden. My mom, my dad and Mark's voices I can hear in my garden.