A sadly wonderful service.

  

My Sweetie Pie

Rest in Peace, 

Well done, my good and faithful friend.

 

I know, I mean I just know that those were the first words she heard when she left my arms and went to the arms of her of Lord. I was so blessed to have her for such a short time. 

 

Saturday

 

I awoke knowing that today was the day I had to be on my toes. For we were going to do something that I've been looking forward to, and at the same time, fearing. 

 

Grandson was up, showering, I was doing my morning thing. At some time the clock seemed to freeze, and then again, I'd look again, and where did the time go? 

 

At the proper time, grandson and me gathered up all that we had planned to take, headed for Tweety, and then off to the church. 

 

Pastor was waiting for us, we went over the mechanics of the worship, and set out our display. Then it was the waiting game. 

 

As the people came it, I was happy to see those that came. My life groups were well represented. From work, church, and AA, both zoom and in persons meeting. 

 

I was most pleased when the "Queen of Dawn Patol" came in. She is just a sweetie, 90+ years, and now she told me she is doing what I did for my Sweetie. Her husband is in God's waiting room, and she is taking care of him. I must call her to keep in touch with her.

 

Before the service, as me and the pastor talked, I said that it will be what it is meant to be. I had in mind just what I wanted to say, and so did the pastor. 

 

The slide show was wonderful. To see what the kids contributed, to see my photos of my Sweetie, the memories were as thick, and I was doing just fine, until this picture came up, near the end, the one at the top of the page, and I lost it. Sitting next to my grandson, he comforted me, and then as the pictures went on, it was his turn to turn on his water works. 

 

It was a sadly wonderful service. 

 

Afterwards, with the wonderful memory indwelling my heart. I got some news about the plans for the California memorial. It seems that a balloon release is forbidden in Huntington Beach. Either off the pier or on the beach. 

 

This is where prayer and planning start all over again. I have something in mind, and will be talking it over with my family. What is in the works and this time, it will be a team effort. As of now, I must relax and let my Driver lead the way. When there are too many hoops to jump through, it is time for me to get out of the driver's seat, and into the back seat. For there is someone of a higher thinking that needs to take over. 

 

Driver and me, are still in Dementia Town. It is a much bigger city then I thought it was. There are still things to see, and do before we head back home. I'm finding that I don't have to be in the car, I just have to have the right thoughts to Keep My Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.