Living in the Moment

Most of you know that this past month our family lost a dear (Grand) Father.

It has been a sad time for us all as he touched each of our lives.

For my family, it means he is no longer here with us each Sunday.

For others it was a weekly phone call or a lunch date.

And as with all passings, the memories we are sharing are bittersweet.

He told us often how he prayed for each of us.
Every night.

Although he was stingy about saying, "I love you" we all knew
he was truly in love with his family.

9 Children (and their spouses),
23 Grandchildren (and their spouses) and
14 Great-grandchildren
must have taken up alot of his thinking.

Knowing he isn't there to think about us anymore,
makes life a little bit lonelier.

Like we're a little less special.

Over the last month, living in the moment became paramount.

The caretaking responsibilities reversed.

And we did the best we knew how;
but oh how lacking that seemed

in comparison to all the care he had taken for his family.

Now we must go on with our lives, minus the patriarch.

We must get through this grieving process in time.

Hopefully Chaucer is right when he says,
"Time heals all wounds".

In our home now stands the grandmother clock

that he had in his own home for the last 50+ years.

Every swing of the pendulum,

every ticktock, ticktock

is a proof of the continuation of our existence.

It chimes every 15 minutes, reminding us that
time stands still for no one;

each stroke a powerful recollection

of a life well lived.

KRYNE PROL, SR
November 24, 1916 - January 16, 2012

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