Saturday, November 20, 2010

sepia saturday: someone to watch over me


I feel the need - or rather the desire - to apologize for my long absence in both posting and visiting my fellow time travelers. what can I say, sometimes life and death gets in the way.

it has been almost three months since my beloved father passed away. he died at age 88. aside from spending the last two weeks in hospital, overall, dad had a "good death" he did not appear to suffer and he was lovingly attended to and continuously surrounded by his family.

in march I celebrated my dad's life with a sepia saturday post. in that post I mentioned that I knew of only one photo of dad from his childhood. during a visit to my folks in july I finally made a copy and this photo is above when dad was ten.

all year I've tried to visit metro dc, where my parents live as frequently as possible. in july my father was home and happy. although he seemed to be getting increasingly weak, for the past few months his get up and go had pretty much got up and gone; but the spark in dad's eyes was still very much there and when asked how he was, he'd always replied "great!"

dad celebrated his 88th birthday on august 3rd; the family had a party scheduled on the 12th. on the ninth dad had a serious bout of dehydration resulting in hospitalization. we were hopeful for a recovery but after living so many years in the danger zone dad's body finally decided it was time to be going on to the next plane of existence - on august 26th dad went home to god.


congratulations to sepia saturday for hitting the half century mark with 50 sponsored saturdays. to see who is time traveling this week, visit the sepia saturday blog.

thanks dad. I know you're still watching.....



photos: francis yanoshik 1932; july 15, 2010; august 15, 2010

16 comments:

California Girl said...

Kimy, what a nice tribute to your father. I know what his stages are. My father's were similar. It's great he did not linger. Who wants that? My dad had a heart attack while eating his favorite meal, Chinese. He died instantly. He was 97. That was 3 years ago. Your photos of him are marvelous. It's wonderful to see our parents as young people even though we never knew them as such.

God bless and keep you and your family.

Kat Mortensen said...

Today is the anniversary of when we buried my dad two years ago. What sustains us, is the believe (as you've said) that he has gone to God.
Perhaps they will meet and be friends, Kimy.

Peace and love,

Kat

Angella Lister said...

mouse, what lovely photographs. they show your father's robust spirit. and yours. my mom was born the same year as your dad, 1922. what a blessing to have had your dad as long as you did, and also to have been with him at the end. God bless you, dear Kimy. Your dad is with you for sure.

Lo said...

Lovely post and fabulous bit of Ella.

Tattered and Lost said...

I'm stunned how much your father as a boy looks like a friend of mine who just turned 59 this week.

Sorry for your loss. It takes a long time to heal.

Daisy said...

What a treasure there is in your photos and memories. I too, know that your dad watches over you and your mom. Love is eternal.

Joan said...

O lovely tribute to your dad. Thank you for sharing it with us.

Christine H. said...

Your love for your father is so obvious in these photos. There's also something very sweet in his youthful photo.

Alan Burnett said...

That is a really lovely photograph. Your father was a lucky man to have a daughter who loved and admired him as much as you obviously did.

lettuce said...

lovely pictures kim, thanks for sharing them - definately a spark in his eyes, and what a clear direct look too.

its hard - hugs for you.

mouse (aka kimy) said...

cg - thank you. to me, your dad's death is the definition of a 'good death' i instant, long life and a favorite meal! no matter how old our folks are though when we love them they will always be missed.

kat - hugs. anniversaries are poignant days. i would love to think of our dad's meeting in the heavensphere!!

angella - i am so blessed with having the parents that i have. my dad was definitely a spirited character and his spirit lives on in so many ways. hugs.

lo - ;)

t&l - the circle goes round and round. thanks for dropping by and leaving such a nice comment.

daisy - what you said about love is soooo true. thank you.

joan and christine - thanks for visiting and your kind words

alan - we were both lucky! thank you.

lettuce - hugs back. my mom misses my dad so terribly, that is the hardest thing. i really feel my dad's spirit - i now wear a ring he wore every day (since the 1940s) resized and it's like special talisman. thanks

Pat transplanted to MN said...

Ahh sympathy to you and yours but this is a tribute in syberville to be there for all time. His light shows incredibly thorugh his eyes even in that hospital bed photo..I am now in aholding patter long distance with my 92 year old uncle, the last of the family; he is weaker, his dementia worse, but he bounces back through spurts of decline. Our faith keeps us hopeful of a greater beyond. Blessings to you.

Betsy said...

Awww, Kim..I know you still miss him. I just love the photos..and he was such a cute boy, too. Hope your mom is doing well..I'm sure the holidays will be different this year. I can feel the love between your words...

xo

Martin H. said...

Rest assured, he's still watching. He'll never be able to take his eyes off such a loving daughter.

Merle Sneed said...

This is a beautiful tribute, Mouse. My best to you and yours.

Nancy said...

When I opened the page to your blog the first (and only) thing I could see were those gorgeous eyes, and I thought, that person is "alive!" And then I read your post and scrolled down and saw your father once again, much older, but with exactly the same eyes. Alive! I'm sorry he's gone. I know you miss him so, but he will always be alive! Blessings to you, Kimy.