I had my father die unexpectedly in April. It is the call one never wants and I know one my mother
did not expect to have to make. After the shock of hearing my dad had died and making sure my mum had someone there to support her, as all of us - the kids- lived far away from our parents, I had to then make phone calls to my husband and children letting them know that my dad had died. I then spent countless time online trying to book a flight out of Vancouver, Canada to Perth, Australia.
After flying for 30 plus hours I arrived and my sister picked me up, again not the way I wanted to reconnect after not seeing her for 3 years and we made the long drive back to my home town - 3 hours away.
There I had to be strong and support my mum in her time of shock and grief. I spent the first week helping out and being a bit of a buffer between my siblings and some of my mother and fathers well meaning friends.
Because my dad died in hospital after an operation of complications, not associated with surgery, we had to wait for over 10 days before we could arrange a funeral time. In a small community where my dad was very well know that presented a few headaches for my mum as well as for us. We all rallied as best as we could.
I made more cups of coffee and tea and served more cake and pastry and washed more dishes than I can count but the day arrived to celebrate my dad - his life and achievements and to look after my mum as she said a final goodbye to the husband and partner of 59 years.
I am blessed with a believe system that graces me with the knowing that my dad is always around and looking down and keeping an eye on us all, this provided me with both strength and comfort during my brief time back in Australia.
As with every thing in life I have also had the balance of death occur around me, with the birth in June of my newest granddaughter Makayla. Creating a visual confirmation of the circle of life. It is a joy to see life and new beginnings in my grandchildren and in the lives my own children are growing for themselves. I count my blessings and are thankful for the continued role I can play in their lives.
I am also blessed with a loving and supportive husband and my best friend Doug, who allows me to be ME. Some days I know that is not easy as I can be difficult and pig headed. But after 35 years together we do still enjoy time together and the family and life we have built.
I have a great circle of close friends who also offer friendship, support and laughter and are happy to talk spirituality .....life is good.
The one lesson from my dads passing is for me to get my Sh** together and start writing again and to also do the workshops I have been talking about for years now. With the help of my daughter Rebekka I have started that process and now am determined to plow ahead....Watch this space and those interested check out my workshop page.
We never know when our last breathe is, so truly live life in the moments you have and know you are leading the life you want!
Have a fabulous August one and all
- Debra Rae