Today we laid him to rest under the Delaware dirt that he loved so much. Over the years, he has worked with his Creator to produce flowers and food and the best pole lima beans anywhere. He loved the soil, and he would have loved this beautiful December day.
He would have loved the service today. So many people he loved all together under one roof. He would have been proud of our brave Mama, and he would have thought his nieces and nephews sounded good when they sang his Papa’s favorite song. He would have smiled and said, “How ’bout that!” and “Is that right!” and he would have been astounded that people loved him so much. He may have thought the meeting was too long, and I know for a fact, he would NEVER have stood in line last night as long as most of his friends did.
I have been so protected and surrounded this past week. I realized today that I gain so much strength from other people, and their love and support make me feel strong. Tonight, home, in the quiet, tired beyond belief — Now I cannot stop crying. Certain Man took me back to the grave on the way home (at my request) and it started a veritable artisan well. I am not strong at all tonight.
What will we ever do without him??????
“Lord send your angels to watch over me. . . I’m so afraid of the dark. Lord send your angels to watch over me. Wrap me in sheltering arms.”