A week ago today I was sitting talking to my dad and complaining how hard the jigsaw Anne and Peter gave him.
A week ago today I stayed home to be with him while Mum went and did chores that couldn't be put off any longer.
A week ago today I sent my visa paperwork to Dublin by couriers.
A week ago today the world looked different than it does today for us all.
We have had so many people help us, so many people bring us food and gift and flowers.
People have been amazing.
The
funeral mass was calm and quiet and respectful. Dad would have liked
it. He would have been happy to meet the people who showed up to the
funeral - they were all people he liked - though posibly not all in a
group like that ....
The first reading was the one that starts 'to every season'
the responsorial psalm was 'the lord is my shepherd' and I loved them both.
'Abide with me' played on the way out of the church. It was so nice.
And, after a terrible, terrible few days weather we got some sunshine down at the grave.
Today is a beautiful day and Anne and Peter are outside gardening while Mum, Joyce and I sit in the sunroom warming ourselves.
Today the world is different and my Dad is at peace.
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