The Sandwich Life
My father died today at 2:20 p.m.
I have no words other than I’m sorry.
Your entire family are in my thoughts and prayers.
I am so sorry to learn of your father’s death.
I will certainly keep you in my thoughts.
Please let me know if there is ANYTHING at all I can do to help.
Oh no. Oh honey. I am so sorry, please, let me know if I can do anything for you.
I’m so sorry, C.
Oh, Cynthia, I am so so sorry. Please let us know what we can do.
My heart goes out to you and your family at this difficult time. May his memory be for a blessing.
I’m so sorry, Cyn. Peace be with you.
Like everyone else, I’m so sorry to hear about your dad.
I hope you and your family find some comfort and peace in this time of sadness.
Cynthia, I am very sorry for your loss. I hope the wonderful memories of your father stay in your heart forever and give you strength and warmth, always.
I’m so sorry you lost your father. I hope his memory is a blessing to you and your boys. I really feel for your mother. How difficult it must be to lose her spouse so quickly.
I’m very sorry, Cynthia. Wishing you peace and comfort in the days and weeks ahead.
The stories you related about your father inspired me. He showed great courage throughout his life. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Cynthia, I’m so sorry for your loss. I ever met the man, but found him so endearing through the stories you told in your posts, even through the hard times. You and the entire family have my condolences, best wishes and prayers.
Dear Cynthia, I am so sorry for your (and your family’s) loss. Hopefully you will all remember the good times and the more challenging ones will blur. My thoughts go to you and your family.
When Great Trees Fall by Maya Angelou
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
small things recoil into silence,
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
gnaws on kind words
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
dependent upon their
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
I’m so sorry for your loss. I will give those precious boys an extra dose of care and comfort this week. God bless you all.
He sounded like a great man that lived a fantastic loving life. Although, I am sure he wished he could have better told you just how much you meant to him. A bush and a peck for sure.
Ernie, I hope surgery went well… I can’t imagine the week you are going through…
We are available for any kid drop offs you guys need.
Sad, and thinking of you,
Matt & Beth
I’m very sorry about your father’s passing. You and your family are in my thoughts.
Cynthia I just happened to come to check on you today – I am so so so sorry to read that your father has passed away. I have no words and know how you feel. Just want you to know that here in Australia I am thinking of you and shedding a tear.
I am so sorry about your father. I will be thinking of you and your family and sending good wishes and prayers your way.
Here is to his life and spirit,
Oh Cynthia! I’m so sorry. Ditto to the eloquent comments above, and thank you for sharing these true love stories of your family – they are beautiful and inspiring.