Under slate grey skies that still were spitting the occasional drops of rain and with a very cold cutting wind, my Dad was laid to rest this afternoon. In a small simple ceremony at graveside attended by my Mom, myself, and a few very close friends of my parents, Dad was placed in his final resting place.
I don’t know if there is a hereafter. I do know Dad is no longer in pain.
I have lost my Dad.
My Mom has lost the only man she has loved since she was twenty.
Somehow we are all supposed to go on……