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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Today is the three year anniversary of my father passing away. And to honor that, I am going to do something I have been thinking of for years, write a book. I have struggled for a long long time thinking of how and in what form to write this, weather it be in 1st person 2nd person, fiction or nonfiction. So I called a man who I am very dear friends with. I meet him online, back in the mid 90’s, back before it became a mixture of every thought, action and feeling of the world. Back before “Meeting” someone on the internet was a potentially bad thing. And his advice you ask? Just start writing, about anything. And let it guide you to what it will become, hell it might end up as several books, it might be self-help (secretly this is something I wanted to do) or who knows where it might end up. To be honest with you, I did this 5 minutes after hanging up with him. You would like his name, very original. But more about today, here is what I wrote about it, direct from my web page…. MARCH 12, 2008 But I want to say something; today is a very dark day for 2 people...me and Sue, the woman my father wanted to spend his life with. A woman who stood by him and loved him and was his perfect match in all ways. And was there for him through everything. My Father was a very great man, loyal, honest and had a heart that knew no bounds. One of the 2 greatest lessons my father taught me were "Never base conclusions on hearing just one side of the story" and "Never judge". He was one to put it all on the line for the right cause, and never liked seeing people hurting. He brought out the best in everyone he called friend, and even those he did not. Today is the day that he passed from this world, and in the time that he has been gone both Sue and I have held him within our hearts, and have allowed him to be a part of us ever since, making us better, enabling us to move through life with more grace and forgiveness than ever possible. He still guides us, and when things get hard, we look to his example, and prevail over whatever obstacles stand in our way. It is a blessing really, having his memory lives within us. Shaping us and making us better human beings. But make no mistake, we miss him, we love him and whenever we look up and see the perfect thermal cloud, we know that he is there, smiling, glider flying up and up, lifting us and our spirits with him. And me? Personally? He once told me that his idea of heaven was a surfing on an ocean of orange juice...but either way, I know that he is happy and reunited with my sister, and watching over us. So dad, we miss you and we love you, and we both know that you are watching over us. We and your friends miss you and love you and think of you today with laughter in our hearts and a smile on our lips. We miss you Dad. Your daughter, NMN
Hmmmmmmm, NMN you ask? Well it is the initials of my given name. I know right now it is MSB, but I changed my name in 98 to hide from my X husbands. Oh yes, that was plural….and for good reason. But more on that later.
Moving through life, have you ever wondered what it is that brings together the perfect love? The perfect love is forever, through eternity, through all ranges of live, but to get there?...imagine Obstacles, curious things, ethereal things, spiritual things, what words are those? Curious, the logical mind defines it, categorizes it, what is love? It is what the heart says Where the heart goes and leads, despite the consequences.
It is that object that we conquer, that we endure over that shows the definition of love. But the world defines it so publically, when it is a individual thing, relative to the 2 involved What is “Publicly acceptable” when people come together on convenience in todays world, pales… In comparison of the beauty of two people, despite the individual environment, Coming together Fighting all social taboos Prevailing…. Ensuring a love that will endure for all eternity.
Sadness is, in reflection of this beauty, those that come and stay together for any other reason than love Thus the reason for me writing this, Stan and Sue. No others in my years have been or shown A better example of pure love, and commitment. In their own way, in my view, in the powers that be blessing….. Bonded forever, be it living or gone, a part of one another, silently speaking without words, The beauty of the perfection of one word….. Love We could all learn from their example…
NMN For mom and dad
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