Together Again

It is a strange experience when you loose a parent. It is a stranger experience when you loose two within a year. There is a certain sense of loss of control. You know that it is going to happen, and you have come to grip with the concept for a number of years but it is a strange letting go built part on sadness and at the same time relief.






Dad died October 1st, 2008 after his battle with cancer. He had no pain, this was a blessing. Mom died September 25, 2009 after her battle with loosing my Father. I am not going to go into details of the last year, but let me just say it was a long year for the whole family.

I have come to the conclusion that when we find ourselves (and I know we all will) in the final days of our lives time should be better spent. Time should be better spent mending bridges, expressing the love a family has for all its' parts and bringing peace to the person passing. Our family did its' best to achieve this goal.

In the end my Mother joined my Father as Brie said for 'Grilled Cheese Sandwiches'. Both my parents were cremated and I picked up Mom on Thursday October 1st. They both had their 'Grilled Cheese Sandwiches' in the laundry room of the house they shared for so many years.

I will be bringing them to Vancouver Island after I build a proper home for them both and Dad's climbing Rose Bush. Next summer we will have a family get together and speak of all the good times we had as a family and the journey they have taken together.