Two Years...yup, two years! My husband died two years ago today at 3:05 pm and I can't believe this time has gone by so fast! And I can't believe how I have spent most of this day, remembering him.
A neighbor and friend of his who lived just up the street and around the corner was just buried today. That funeral was beautiful and the luncheon was filled with many folks I know or knew Jerry. I am filled with gratitude.
I can only imagine the two of them now will be sharing "East Side" stories, hunting tales and other things on the other side. George had a long and frustrating journey to the end, so did Jerry, which brings some of us to a very accepting reality that it is OK to let them go to God, heaven and a better life.
Yes, there are tears of parting but faith helps us to know that death is not the end, that this life changes and there is another life way beyond what we know here. My dad recently said, "the best is yet to come!"
So, I am thrilled to know that George was buried on this date. It helps me to remember it in order to support his family. His presence will be missed but perhaps his spirit will give all those who loved him a peace beyond all understanding. He's not far, just on the other side of a very thin veil.
God bless you, George. May you rest in peace and enjoy all those conversations with other family and friends who are with you now! Hopefully, you will talk with your family and friends here, too! We will never forget you! Two years go fast but memories never fade.
