Yesterday I attended a memorial service for all those people who had lost loved ones over the past year who were treated at IMC hospitals.
I don't think I was quite ready for such things... but my Mom wanted to go and so I attended with her. I did okay until the first musical number. It was "To Where You Are" by Josh Groban. That song reminds me of both my Dad's whom I have lost to Cancer... (My Dad and Dad-in-Law)... Tears began flowing... and it was down hill from there.
At the end of the service they read a list of those who had passed and asked everyone to come up and say the name of their loved one. This isn't something I like to do... all eyes on me isn't my cup of tea (yes, I did speak at my Dad's funeral with all eyes on me... but it was for him) so of course I muster up my composure and spoke his name into the microphone "Gary Allen Clayton"... to hear those words still today seem surreal. NOT MY DAD... he isn't gone... no way he was gonna outlive me.
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