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Parting Gifts


--by SissyLee, posted Nov 2, 2020
My father died on Oct 9 at the age of 88. I was able to be by his side for the last five days of his life. I played my harp, my crystal lyre and my small zither-like therapeutic harp. I forgave the alcoholism, which I did not expect to do. There were such moments of tenderness. I am so glad I made it to his bedside. I will never forget it.

I cleared out his assisted living apt and donated all the furniture and most of the clothing and kitchenware to the fire victims of Talent and Phoenix, Oregon. His books were scattered among the little libraries of Ashland.

I am deeply grateful for the gifts my father gave me. The hard times are washed away -- not forgotten but not stagnant and roaring anymore. I am glad he is free of his broken body and his wounded spirit that never properly healed.
 
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linda wrote: Thanks for sharing this sweet goodbye.
mindyjourney wrote: Thank you for sharing in this very special time, my friend. Such a difficult, but grace-filled, journey....blessings of continued Peace and comfort. “Feeling the poetry of his soul...” 💕 🕊
LoveyDovey wrote: Love and light to you and your father.
Mish wrote: Holding you in love & light , dear Sissy ❤️🙏
dotmatrix wrote: This is so beautiful, Sissy. It has brought tears of gratitude and remembrance. Thank you. Love, light, and hugs across the miles. ♥.
Rajni wrote: May God grant eternal peace to the departed soul and give strength and courage to you your family and friends to bear the loss.

With deepest Sympathy, our thoughts and prayers are with you in this time of great sorrow.

May your memories of him bring you comfort in this time of great sorrow.
cabbage wrote: Sending you hugs and strength. May you find comfort in your memories and in the LOVE that lives in you. Holding you close, dear SissyLee. xoxoxo
petroskryf wrote: This is poetry for the soul. I cried when I read it. This resembles my relationship with my own dad. Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart. So beautifully written. Thinking of you. 🦋🦋
Khokha wrote: So good you're back again. My deepest sympathies, Sissy. I'm happy you made it there. Your father is at peace now. Remember the good times with him and forget the rest. Play your instruments from time to time, the music will be soothing the pain. Hugs, dear!

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