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I started writing this in a chatty thread for my writing group. then suddenly it was too, long, too self involved, too much for there so I saved it for here
OK here
I have had an odd week.
went to an amazing fureral -of one of the most wonderful men that I knew. He was a dear family friend and priest. As a decon he came to my little town for but a few months. Stayed in our lives forever :( His forever. He sat often with our dying parents. And was that strong bear hug that grounded each of us kids. forever.
forever
He had a gift of connecting with people. He honoured that gift by remembering each life that he connected with. He remembered every child he taught. he kept a list of names he baptised, married etc. He remembered. And honoured each person by recognising them, and that part of the journey
He was only about 10 years older than me. he died from a brain tumor.
His funeral was co-celebrated by scores of priests. And was deeply touching.
In the homily a priest said,( apologising to all , but so stong and true so heart felt) "Here lies the best and brightist of us all"
The cathedral was packed with lives he had touched- because he listened deeply, and connected, cared
I think: I am inspired I can honour him by being more like that
but I've said that before.
am I too lazy to do something with that?
what a disgrace
Wanting is not enough
Being stuck on "default" is a half-life
am I benign?
be more
more
more
more
OK here
I have had an odd week.
went to an amazing fureral -of one of the most wonderful men that I knew. He was a dear family friend and priest. As a decon he came to my little town for but a few months. Stayed in our lives forever :( His forever. He sat often with our dying parents. And was that strong bear hug that grounded each of us kids. forever.
forever
He had a gift of connecting with people. He honoured that gift by remembering each life that he connected with. He remembered every child he taught. he kept a list of names he baptised, married etc. He remembered. And honoured each person by recognising them, and that part of the journey
He was only about 10 years older than me. he died from a brain tumor.
His funeral was co-celebrated by scores of priests. And was deeply touching.
In the homily a priest said,( apologising to all , but so stong and true so heart felt) "Here lies the best and brightist of us all"
The cathedral was packed with lives he had touched- because he listened deeply, and connected, cared
I think: I am inspired I can honour him by being more like that
but I've said that before.
am I too lazy to do something with that?
what a disgrace
Wanting is not enough
Being stuck on "default" is a half-life
am I benign?
be more
more
more
more