I said to my son, "I am glad to not have to visit my Mom in the cemetery"
We were driving to church, and had to slow for someone coming out of Gold Mountain Memorial Park. I can't imagine not having my mom to visit, to care for, to lean on when I am wobbly.
As a father of three, I have been support for my beautiful children, and could not have done it without the love of my own family. Brothers and sisters are such a blessing, keeping us real, watching our back, filling in for us when we trip out.
I love being in a large family, and sensing the "togetherness" as we live our days in this chaotic world.
Children, take care of your parents. Brothers, care for your sister. Sisters. love your brothers, even when they are weird, and don't be afraid to tell them when they are being "a jerk". Society is you, family. Don't let the "world" tell you you are obsolete.
foundation
- David Edward
- Big Bear Lake, California, United States
- I am a lover of God, and I am a lover of life. My three wonderful children help me be a better man, and I consider fatherhood my most important role. These kids have made my life meaningful and filled with beauty. Nothing compares to them or gets between us. My mom lived 91 years and as youngest I was privileged to make sure she was comfortable and safe in her own home, was never alone, had plenty of friends and family coming around. She knew, before she passed away, how much we kids appreciated all she did for us over the many years. I am the youngest of five. I have ADD and it makes me fun, or irritating, depending on who you ask. Most of all I am real, so this blog has fun aspects and then serious writings, too. You get both, for one click of the mouse.
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