At 12:30 pm EST today Terry’s father, Morris, passed away in the loving care of Hospice. We are grateful that his passing was peaceful and he is no longer suffering. Terry was able to spend this past week with his father when he was the most alert and is thankful for that time given him.
As many of you know, last year we spent six months at Terry’s folks’ home, helping to prepare them for the next phase in their lives. We find ourselves reminiscing on this time and, although fraught with some stressful moments due to the changes his elderly parents were trying to embrace, we will be forever grateful for our time there. We both felt we learned so much from the experience and discovered many things about his father that have become crystallized memories for us.
Morris was a quiet man, whose wants were few. He was content to live a simple life and enjoyed being outdoors in his yard and garden, in touch with nature. He was a kind, gentle soul with a wonderful sense of humor. Sitting outside on a bench, with sunlight dancing across his features, I could sit for hours and listen to him talk of his childhood.
Baking him chocolate-chip cookies became a weekly routine and if I veered from the established schedule, in his quiet way, with a twinkle in his eye, he would ask me “what’s the hold-up?”
Both Terry and I were able to share with his father our innermost feelings of how he had touched our lives, how much he was loved, and in turn he shared his feelings for us. What a blessed gift it is to share the gift of time and heartfelt thoughts with those we love.
Rest in peace beloved father, until we see you again.