Hello everyone, everywhere,
I will begin by saying that this is my penultimate blog posting. I’ll tell you more next week.
We had a great concert on Friday. There were so many people there, the band was hot, and everything was working. As always we thank Curtis for being on the soundboard for us.
On to this week’s story. I often see news stories about people wanting to die with dignity. So I often think about what would it be like if a husband and wife were both suffering from the same thing and they wanted to go together. If I loved someone as much as the couple in the story love each other, I would probably want to do the same thing they did. Yes, it’s a little fantasy, but maybe not. I’ll let you decide.
And now it’s time to close our eyes and our thoughts, if only for a moment…and rest.
A HARD RAIN AND A SOFT GOODBYE
The night was very quiet, though if you closed your eyes for a moment you could hear Frank Sinatra singing and the Tommy Dorsey band backing him up. It was here, in the Red Deer Hospice, where Stan and Cora made their last stand.
All their grown children and their grandchildren had been there all day. Finally, Stan looked up at them all and said. “I need to be with your mother for a bit.” The children pushed Stan and Cora’s beds together, smiled, and left the room. They knew that the time was very short.
Then Stan and Cora were alone with their memories, together with an unspoken love that had lasted sixty-two years. They gently touched each other’s hands as Nat King Cole sang “Smile”. How they loved that song.
Stan and Cora gazed into each other’s eyes just as they did sixty-two years ago. Their tears fell slowly, and as great drops of rain ran down the window…Cora passed. Stan lasted just long enough to say, “Don’t worry old girl. Together in life, together in love. Good night, Cora.” And moments later, Stanley passed with a smile for his best friend.
(NEVER EVER GIVE UP)