The ones left behind.
A death comes to the family and we shed tears of heartbreak.
A death comes to the family and we share memories, and laughter.
A death comes to the family and we share a unity of those kindred spirits, spread across this land.
It is always hardest for those left behind.
For a wife of 56 years, she will be embraced in those memories and those moments that only a husband and wife can share.
For a daughter who was a daddy’s girl, she will be engulfed in a blanket of love that burns eternal.
For grandsons and a granddaughter, they will forever remember what he has given to their lives, and how enriched they have became for having such a man in their lives.
For the children that loved him, whether they be great-grand children, nieces and nephews, no matter how old, or how young, each life he has touched, and all love he has sown. Just as much he had reaped in return.
A death comes to the family and we shed tears of love.
A death comes to the family and we share a legacy that will last a lifetime, and be passed from generation to generation.
A death comes to the family and we unite and share our tales, and it does not matter that
perhaps some of us have never met.
We are the ones left behind.
For all the friends who knew him, and the impact he had on their lives.
For all the people that have reached out to send their best wishes, and the kind genuine words of comfort and blessings, and the incredible ways that we have learned to share.
A death comes to the family, and we are the ones left behind.
A death comes to the family, and we shall sings songs of his tribute, and speak words of praise that he has gone “home” to the heavens above.
A death comes to the family, and we shall miss him dearly.
We are the ones left behind.
For all of us who knew him, and for each and every life he has touched. There are many of us out here, and for that we shall always know, his unconditional love that he taught, that he shared, that no matter how close or how far we were, it was always there. And may all of us find that comfort knowing, that he will be forever eternally loved.
Rest in peace beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, friend,
We shall miss you.
We are the ones left behind.
- The Beauty and Selfishness of Grief
The gorgeous couple in this photo are my Godparents. They also happen to be my Aunt and Uncle. R osie is my fathers sister, and George is her husband. George has long been known to those of us who love him as...
