Danustouch
December 28th, 2001, 03:58 PM
Great and Loving Goddess, Today, my family got devistating the devistating news of their long time friends, passing. The fire which claimed his and his wifes lives, also claimed a bit of my family's history, and their hearts.
Rudy, and his wife, were such good friends to the family, for so many years. Always checking in on Grandpa, even after Grandma died. Helping him with yardwork, running errands for him, even stopping bye just to chat. And he was a good friend to my dad, and to my aunts and uncles, as well. In fact, he was as much a part of "the family" as any of us. In many ways, probably even more so than some of us. Always there when needed, always popping in to greet us, and say hello, see if anyone needed anything. He was probably closer to my Grandpa than some of my aunts and uncles, in fact. And most certainly, closer than some of my cousins.
I want to thank you for his life, Goddess. I thank you for the care and concern, companionship, friendship, and love that he gave to my Grandpa. I want to thank you for the friendship he gave to my Aunts and Uncles. I want to thank you for all of the ways that he blessed this world with his presence. Thank you, for allowing us to know him.
I know that he is welcomed now, on the other side, by his own parents, who've long since passed on..and by My Grandma, who was much like a mother to him, too. Having taken him under her wing years ago, I know she's welcomed him to his rest this day, as well. And my Aunt Maggie, too. I know that she was there to welcome him, too.
I hope that in his passing, he felt no pain. I trust that you were there with him, to comfort and hold he and his wife in their passing.
And finally, great mother, I ask that you pour out your healing balm on my family, this day. I know that my Mom and Dad are devistated, I know that my Uncle, who was one of Rudys' best friends, is likewise devistated, and I know that my Grandpa, the sweet man that he is, is feeling the loss deeply. And probably also feeling some guilt. Feeling that had he still been living across the street, in the old house, Rudy and his wife would have gotten out alive. Please allow my Grandfather a measure of peace, and acceptance. Allow him to know that these things happen, and are terrible terrible accidents. Allow him to know that you are with him.
So Mote it Be.
Rudy, and his wife, were such good friends to the family, for so many years. Always checking in on Grandpa, even after Grandma died. Helping him with yardwork, running errands for him, even stopping bye just to chat. And he was a good friend to my dad, and to my aunts and uncles, as well. In fact, he was as much a part of "the family" as any of us. In many ways, probably even more so than some of us. Always there when needed, always popping in to greet us, and say hello, see if anyone needed anything. He was probably closer to my Grandpa than some of my aunts and uncles, in fact. And most certainly, closer than some of my cousins.
I want to thank you for his life, Goddess. I thank you for the care and concern, companionship, friendship, and love that he gave to my Grandpa. I want to thank you for the friendship he gave to my Aunts and Uncles. I want to thank you for all of the ways that he blessed this world with his presence. Thank you, for allowing us to know him.
I know that he is welcomed now, on the other side, by his own parents, who've long since passed on..and by My Grandma, who was much like a mother to him, too. Having taken him under her wing years ago, I know she's welcomed him to his rest this day, as well. And my Aunt Maggie, too. I know that she was there to welcome him, too.
I hope that in his passing, he felt no pain. I trust that you were there with him, to comfort and hold he and his wife in their passing.
And finally, great mother, I ask that you pour out your healing balm on my family, this day. I know that my Mom and Dad are devistated, I know that my Uncle, who was one of Rudys' best friends, is likewise devistated, and I know that my Grandpa, the sweet man that he is, is feeling the loss deeply. And probably also feeling some guilt. Feeling that had he still been living across the street, in the old house, Rudy and his wife would have gotten out alive. Please allow my Grandfather a measure of peace, and acceptance. Allow him to know that these things happen, and are terrible terrible accidents. Allow him to know that you are with him.
So Mote it Be.