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Month after my dad's passing
12 years ago
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It's now been a month since my father passing. This will be the last of my sad journals for a while I hope. I writing this because sad things do happen and it's really no one's fault. It just part of life so what counts is how we move on to better our self and others.
It was my father's wish to be buried with full military honor. So I arranged it, on Thursday January 16 at 8:30am at the federal cemetery in Dallas Texas. I honored his request. We had seven airmen take his Casket for the hurst to the open building. Then the airmen started the slow process of folding the flag that covered his casket. By this point I started crying but Draft was there to comfort me. They had a little problem folding the flag so it seemed to take forever to complete. Next the airmen with the flag come over to where I'm seating kneel down to present me with the flag. Then all airmen disappear behind the building and reappear with rifles. Next they fire the rifles three times and gather the spend shells. Followed by the playing of taps again I started crying becuase it was such strong reminder of dad's death. One of the airmen come over to hand me three used shells. Last was the the service by the pastor which was short but nice. So everything went fine I had Draft, close friends, my aunt and uncle with me.
But just before we left for the cemetery at the funeral home and the casket closed forever. I placed family pictures of the past. Also for the changes in my life in recent years I placed a picture of me dressed as Greyhare and a rl picture of Draft and me together to represent the future.
It was my father's wish to be buried with full military honor. So I arranged it, on Thursday January 16 at 8:30am at the federal cemetery in Dallas Texas. I honored his request. We had seven airmen take his Casket for the hurst to the open building. Then the airmen started the slow process of folding the flag that covered his casket. By this point I started crying but Draft was there to comfort me. They had a little problem folding the flag so it seemed to take forever to complete. Next the airmen with the flag come over to where I'm seating kneel down to present me with the flag. Then all airmen disappear behind the building and reappear with rifles. Next they fire the rifles three times and gather the spend shells. Followed by the playing of taps again I started crying becuase it was such strong reminder of dad's death. One of the airmen come over to hand me three used shells. Last was the the service by the pastor which was short but nice. So everything went fine I had Draft, close friends, my aunt and uncle with me.
But just before we left for the cemetery at the funeral home and the casket closed forever. I placed family pictures of the past. Also for the changes in my life in recent years I placed a picture of me dressed as Greyhare and a rl picture of Draft and me together to represent the future.
I love ya Grey-Grey!
My grandma died 20 years ago, and my mom just recently got a picture she had been wanting... when opened the gift that was the old picture of her mom... she cried. Time goes by, the love and missing never goes away.
Sorry to hear about your loss. I hope it not emotionally pulling you down to much. By the way my mother passed away 7 years ago also with little fanfare as well.