Do
you think about the stories that will be told after you are gone? Even though I
have made some mistakes along the way, I hope that people will remember the
positive tales about me. Today I attended a celebration of life service. The
stories told were varied—some poignant, touching, and impactful and many were humorous.
All stories were fond memories of the deceased.
My
father-in-law, Big Tim, would have enjoyed being there to hear what others had
to say about him. His son, Ed, told how his father so positively influenced
him. Big Tim supported Ed while he decided what he wanted to do with his life.
Then later, Big Tim relied on Ed to learn to live in the way of the Lord. Ed
described how his dad grew spiritually which helped him in his later years.
Other
people volunteered to share their memories of Big Tim. One told of his love of
playing cards. Well, he really didn’t just like to play—he loved to win. Matter
of fact, he taught others how to play Knock Rummy so that he could beat them time
and again.
Many
stories were told of how he was known for wearing boxer shorts in his own home.
He had friends in “high places” like governors and state senators. When the
former governor visited his home, Big Tim was asked if he was going to put on
more appropriate attire. He replied that if the former governor didn’t like
what he was wearing in his own home, he didn’t have to visit.
When
I met my father-in-law for the first time, my husband, Tim, called his parents
to tell them he was bringing his new girlfriend to meet them. Tim hoped that his
dad would look a little more presentable for me, but it was not to be. In spite
of being a little shocked by his attire, or lack thereof, I developed a good
relationship with him over the 34 years that I knew him.
I’ll
remember little things that he enjoyed, like my cooking. Well, I’ll say I
prepared one dish that he really like which was my pork chops recipe. I always
think of him when I make them.
He
also liked to forward jokes from his computer. When he had problems with the Internet
or his email I’d be one of the people who would help him resolve the issues.
He
was always generous with Tim and me. He helped us buy our first house, got us through
some financially difficult times and loved to purchase dinner or anything else
that we needed.
My
gift for the day is writing about him so that others can know what a loving,
caring and generous man he was. May he rest in peace and never be forgotten.
In
Giving,
Robin
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