This past week has been a trying time. I lost someone. The hardest part is saying good-bye when you waiting to say hello.
I had been estranged from my father for half my life. I expected to meet him again on this plane once he settled down and went into a nursing home. Unfortunately, my family never gave me the information on him, his deterioration, or his demise.
I sat staring at my father's obituary online from three years ago. I was horrified. I was hurt. I was seething with anger.
If I was not sobbing, I was sleeping or I was in such an uproar I did not know which way was up. My life was turned upside down thanks to the carelessness of others. I discovered in my grief that my father was not given any funerary rights. No Christian service. No military honors.
How could this happen?
After a whirlwind of overwhelming sadness, I began making plans to hold a funeral service at my home in November. Nothing big. Nothing fancy. Just me, some chairs, a table, a pastor, and a few other odds and ends.
Once the plan was set, the whirlwind stopped. Just like that all the pain disappeared with it. I was me again.
Something told me to pull a Rune Card from my Ralph Blum deck. I received Raido/Journey. Here is the inscription:
The path grow steeper now,
the clouds lie far below.
I climb, no longer alone,
and yet no longer burdened
by what was left behind.
My heart is filled with gratitude.
The right Rune for the right moment in time. Communication, union, and reunion.
Have I found my father again completing the tasks left by others undone?
Have a great and wonderful day.
