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 The day of my uncle's funeral was also the day my dad passed away... I wouldn't call it an anniversary... it's been 12 years since Dad passed on.
After the funeral was over and the dinner dishes were cleared away dear hubby and I took Mom on a drive to one of our favorite places. A place to sit and quietly remember the good times when Dad was with us.
Several of our friends and family spent the evening with us... I have serious doubts they understood the meaning of the place we so dearly love. There are other places far more exciting just around the corner... but this place is special to us. We went there for Mom... to remember Dad.
I know the kids were bored to tears... I know this because two of the boys rode with us on the way home and one of those boys cried and whined right up until he fell asleep. Thanks for the trade off dear son.... it was such a pleasure. *note the sarcasm*
I guess my kids were easily entertained... they always loved going to the little grassy knoll on the water. It was one of our favorite places to picnic and watch the sunset down behind the islands. It's a tiny little patch of land... tucked away behind the trees, nearly hidden from the traffic on the single lane road.Â
We would haul out the bbq grill and the ice chest and make ourselves at home on the grassy knoll. Our entire evening was spent right there on that little patch of grass. As the boats sailed by and the sun was setting lower in the evening sky, we were watching for the seals and hoping to see a whale. We have seen a lot of little sea life, but we never have seen a whale from the our view point.
The park has been discovered by more people.... It's not just a grassy knoll anymore.... it's a park. It has a name.  It's no longer so hidden from view, and now there are several picnic tables and a couple of benches. I don't care. I still feel like it's my own private grassy knoll...Â
I love the quiet evenings we spend there. Â I feel very close to Dad every time I go sit and watch the sun go down behind the islands.
2 comments:
How sweet. Memories ought to be cherished and encouraged. It sounds like even though it was a hard time with the funeral and all, that you got a treasure out of your time with family in memory. So glad you did.
Thanks, not that I want to dwell on my old memories of dad, but being with Uncle when he passed, then the whole funeral and everything brought back a huge flood of memories and emotions. It was a good ending to the day.
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