Not Sure

 Life has two certainties:  death and taxes.  At some point in our lives we experience both.  We’ve been dealing with a death of my daughter-in-law’s father.  He is in hospice care right now for bone marrow cancer.  It’s just a matter of time.  We may leave NY next week, but are unsure right now.  We have no arrangements to fly back so my son can come when necessary.

At first it was hard for my daughter-in-law to accept.  But she has.  We’re waiting for the inevitable to happen.  It’s just a matter of time.  We might not come back for the funeral, at least I don’t think.  She’s made final arrangements and now it’s just waiting.  

But spirits are high as we know of his life.  I could write his biography, but although he never spoke English I have a strong connection to him.  I can feel him.  I can’t quite explain it but she was meditating with him yesterday and I felt the presence of his wife.  He said he could see her, but I felt her presence.  I can’t explain this and wish I could, but the best I can say is that she was felt.

I sensed this yesterday while in the room with them.  Death isn’t foreign to me.  I’ve experienced the passing of both my parents.  I felt her pain.  But life goes on for the living.  Life is precious.  I won’t make this post lengthy, but it was rather sudden.  In April he marched in a parade.  Last month he worked in her garden.  And now we are waiting for inevitable to occur.  

I’m sitting on deck this morning waiting for them to come home from the hospital so his last days can be spent with the familiar.  I’m smoking my Gettysburg “haunted” pipe this morning and just trying to relax as much as possible.  My tobacco this morning is Sir William and my coffee is Comfort Coffee.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave