Several months have gone by since my last post. Life intervened, and two weeks ago I said goodbye to my father as he died from cancer. I did find some beauty in the end. Throughout the day, a light moved along the portraits of my family. First, my mother who had died from cancer in 1996, and then each of my sisters. We told Dad the light had come to take him to our mother. At 6:15, the light reached his chair, and he passed. We took this picture moments after. The following morning, I wrote this poem, and my sisters and I read it at his service.
Early morning sun promises a new day,
And a light to guide him along the way.
His gentle guide illuminates the past,
Wrapped by heavenly love at last
The light kisses those he adores,
Farewell my dear children, I leave for golden shores
Comforted by faith, the day fades to gray
Journey’s end, the light reveals the way
Peace at last, his voyage complete
His love from heaven he will meet