Sunday, June 5, 2011

Six Feet Away

Today looks to be a great day.  The sun is shining, the temperatures are perfect.  I hope to get a little time out at the pool.

Yesterday was beautiful too.  After doing breakfast and cleaning rooms, Drew and I went into Holland.  A quick trip to TJ Maxx and Big Lots.  When we got back we sat on the front porch for a while and Friedl came over.  I went to the cemetery alone.  I needed to spend some time with Ray.  I laid down on the grass next to his grave, pretending I was laying next to him.  I then realized that, in a way, I was.  His body was was just six feet away from me.  It made me feel good.  I thought about how close I actually was to him.  I know Ray's soul is not down there, but there was this sense of "completeness" laying there "next to him."  I looked at the sky imagining this was his view. 

I've always wanted to be cremated and could not understand why Ray would want to be embalmed and have a casket burial.  Now I am glad those were his wishes.  I love to visit him.  I talk to him as if I am talking to him on the phone.  I know what his replies would be, so I respond back.  I look and sound crazy.  But he's only six feet away.  - Jimmy

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