Thursday, October 25, 2018
It is hard to believe that day has come to write condolences about a beautiful soul known to me as my Uncle Al and my Godfather. I have the memory of both their smiling faces of my Aunt Mary and Uncle Al every time I would see them. They were both very kind, loving and special people. Words can’t express the true reflection I wish I could share about them.
When my Aunt Mary died, I reached out to Uncle Al to express my sadness for his loss. I sent him a care package fillled with meditation tapes and chocolate. I told him to reach out if he needed anything or just wanted to talk because I understood the deep pain of loss. A few weeks later I received the largest beautiful bouquet of flowers from him that I had ever received. While I was trying to comfort him during the most painful loss, he sent flowers to comfort me and thank me. That is the thoughtful, kind and loving person my Uncle Al was and the way I will always remember him.
My condolences to all family, friends and all who loved and miss him.
The memories of life and loss are always held on to in a special place and this quote from the movie A River Runs Through It explains this in a way I can not express...
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
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