20 February 2013
My Uncle Stanley passed away on Valentine's day.
This picture shows my Aunt Adeline/Godmother and her remaining six children.
Back row: Cousins Ron, Jerry, John
Front row: Cousin Joan, Aunt Adeline, Cousins Karen, Mark
Cousin Joe passed away a couple years ago
I come from a very large family of aunts, uncles, and cousins on both my Mother's and Father's sides of the family. All my aunts and uncles from my Father's family have passed but I have cousins scattered in several states. The family pictured above is from my Mother's side. I am happy to say that there remains several aunts and uncles, and many, many cousins, some are also scattered in other states.
At times when a family comes together to say goodbye to a passing relative, we are reminded about the connection we have to each other. That is how it was this past week. Seeing those I have not seen in a while and sharing big fat hugs and catching up a little is a great feeling. We can't go back in time, but we sure can remember times past. It is almost like hardly any time has gone by when you gather to celebrate family - you just pick up where you left off and cherish being related. Many emotions go through one's mind at a time like this. Amidst all the activity of people coming and going during a funeral, we probably all have those quiet moments when we are able to remember special family moments. That is what I found myself doing. You catch a glimpse of someone and it triggers a memory. I have fond memories of Uncle Stanley. He was a quiet man and modest. He never bragged about behing a hero during World War II. I know he was wounded in Okinawa, but I didn't hear about it from him, but I saw the scars. That was how he was. To me that is a sign of a true hero. So at Resurrection Cemetery on Monday, the army chaplain spoke after the priest did his final blessings. And then the firing of the rifles and Taps....... There can never be a dry eye for proud Americans at a time like this. Everyone walking away was sniffling and wiping their eyes. It is awesome to share a moment like this when you know what it means to be an American, and to honor a hero. While it is hard letting go of family.............it is a happy thing - and very special - to have a hero in our family.
Now Uncle Stanley is safe......and walking with Jesus. Allelulia ♥