To die would be an awfully big adventure.

May 08, 2009 22:43

I always knew my time with my father was limited. I knew that one day I would have to tell him goodbye, and return him to the earth. Last night I came to his bed side. I asked him if there was anything I could do. He asked me to sit with him for awhile. So I did. We talked of plans and arrangements. He wanted to make sure that my Brother Jayme and I knew what to do with certain things after he was gone. I sat next to him, and held his hand. The evening grew late, so I hugged him and told he I would return the next day, and we would finish off the last bit of business. And told him I loved him. We hugged and I left. I returned within 2 hours, after being asked to stay the night so my brother could get some sleep. I stayed with me dad till he fell asleep, we put in the old Xmen cartoon, he stirred a bit, then began to snore. And I knew he was sleeping. Later the time came for his pain medications. I tried to wake him up, but had no luck. I woke up my brother who also tried. We decided to let him sleep. Then my brother left for work. His wife came home and as we talked Foam began to come out of my dads nose. My sister in law cleaned him up, and he woke up. he stirred and said he was in pain. My brother came home and gave him some medicine. I held my dads hand, he stared upwards, and no longer squeezed my hand. I tried to get him to respond. But after awhile he stopped responding. With my sister in laws encouragement I finally told him it was ok to go to sleep. If he needed to he could go to sleep. I was there to take care of, and help with anything. My sister in law told him to go and see his mother again. And as I stood there holding his hand, My husband holding me, my sister in law close at hand. My dads breath lighter. and less. Then a long pause, then a breath, his hands grew cold. Another long pause, I felt a surge of energy, lifting upwards, two more light breaths. Then none.

My father had passed ftom our realm of living, to another. I am not sure what happens after death. It was my fathers belief that you come back and stay within the same circle of friends and family. He will always be in my heart. and on my mind. I love my father, I will never forgot all that he has taught me, and done for me. I will help return him to mother earth. He will always be here with me. While memories of him will make me sad, pictures will make me cry, and conversations about him will cause my heart and voice to break. I know that where he is, there is no pain, no suffering, and everyone is equal.

I love you dad, I miss you.

R.I.P Wayne Leslie Kalfsbeek, Feb 12 1955 - May 8th 2009




I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found that place at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things, I too, will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.

-Kimberly C. Sinclair
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