Saturday, November 12, 2011

Happy Birthday, Daddy

Today is your birthday.  I have no doubt you are celebrating, for the first time in many years, with your Mom and Dad, Grammy, Aunt Marie and Uncle Ed, your in-laws, and so many of your friends:  Uncle Jack and Aunt Arline, Ed K, Bill M, Sam D, Mary Grace A...just to name a few.  I'm sure you're all gathered around laughing and praising God.
But I miss you.  I say that alot, I know, but it's true.

This morning, my love quote was the following by Saint Bernard of Clairvaux: "We find rest in those we love, and we provide a resting place in ourselves for those who love us."  I thought of you when I saw the quote and knew I had to use it.  And then I found this photo - of you, Mom, and Rudy - which, to me, encompasses what the quote is all about...Tommy said that "St. Bernard rocks! One of the most bad-ass Catholic saints ever!"  He also said that you were, and I quote 'a Catholic bad-ass!" Have to chuckle at his statement, and knew you would appreciate it.

You were all about love, unconditional love.  I felt it so often.  You knew just what to say, or what not so were able to feel each moment and act accordingly.  You always provided a resting place for those you loved...within your strong, loving arms.  This picture speaks of love and comfort, of peace and rest.  

We all miss those strong arms of yours, Daddy; the big hands that could comfort so tenderly.  These coming months won't be easy.  I think of today, and realize you went into the hospital a year ago tomorrow.  And then it all began, and slowly went downhill.  It's not easy thinking of the last two months of your life...and just now I am hearing the lonely train whistle, and it makes me think of you and the poem I wrote a few years ago.  The train whistle always reminds me of you. 

I love you.  Thank you for the gifts of love and rest you provided to me, to your family and to so many others. You rock!