More importantly would you have any regrets before you took that biggest leap of faith into your next journey to your next stop, heaven or hell, or into a new being or into oblivion etc…, or whatever you believe in?
I think it would be great to be not unlike my parents who both had standing room only crowds at their funerals from all the family and friends that attended their good-bye services.
Many were kind enough to tell me how they felt about the people who were to me just, dear ole Mom and Dad and that was all I knew them for, as my parents.
Several relayed anecdotal tales of how my Mom or Dad had done this or that for them and were always there for them whenever any would call or knock on a door.
Not just taking people here or there to the store or doctor like my father would do, but for morale support and advice like my Mom would do or be a listening ear for the younger women in our neighborhood, since both my parents were ten to fifteen years older than most of my friends parents.
Dad put his brother through law school and fed people in the neighborhood for free when he owned a small grocery during the depression, yes, that’s the great one of the 1930’s…“Annie” era for you youngins, Daddy Warbucks? Woodrow Wilson was president? Ah, come on I’m not that much older than you all, nah, I wasn’t there either, not even a gleam in my parents’ eyes since they didn’t marry till 1941 or meet until the end of that decade, I think, but I was born nine years later or there about.
Any-who, my Daddy was not wealthy, just making it in those years too, but some or most were not doing well at all and so as he said he borrowed from Peter to pay Paul, which goes back to many idioms origins but I think what dad meant was more like charging more on some of his non-staple items allowing him to making it up that way to be able to give away things like potatoes, milk and bread and eggs and such… since my father was more honest than the day is long, and he did not have a dishonest bone in his body and was loved by all. I never heard anyone say anything bad about him ever or him about anyone else. This past January he would have been one hundred and four!
At their funerals a little over four years apart, Mom’s 2-1982, Dad’s 5-1986, people told me many things that I didn’t know about which was nice to hear at that time, and enhanced my memories of them; now looking back.
It was as if people who knew them as business patrons, family, friends, neighbors, siblings, aunts and uncles filled their blanks from their vantage points.
And so when or if you find your selves at a funeral I think those remembrances are the most you can do, short of actually doing the eulogy which I did for both my parents.
Dad asked me to do it for Mom and of course I did it for him too!
Love never ends in families and we should never ever take anything for granted, but you all know that… for this I am more than sure.
For me to not have only Hubby at my send off I would have too many fences to mend, but let me tell you one thing… if I did find the energy and ability to eat crow and apology for my all too blatant honesty of my feelings for this or that…at this point it would take another lifetime, perhaps two, and Geez I doubt anyone is willing to give me that!
Although, it would serve me right with the way I feel and it would be a nasty way to get even with me…
This is not to say that I have been always an ornery old witch (actually what rhymes with that), but let’s put it this way when I don’t feel well, as you all know… I tell it all!
Many call that complaining, huh?
Am I not entitled, after all this is AMERICA!
LOL!
All I wanted to accomplish was to remind my readership to be good to everyone, not to be like me. I suppose I was nice at one time, even altruistic some might say… but being jaded by some instances changed me, but I do have the ability to change back!
How about that, we all do, for this I am more than sure…
On that note which was sweeter than my title allow me please to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
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