a letter to john
Hey Jingle:
It's about 0300. I'm adding a movie to my favorite movie list, which now is at 4:
1. Torch Song Trilogy
2. Steel Magnolias
3. Shawshank Redemption
4. Field of dreams
Which got me to thinking. Something is brewing, and I am not sure what. I believe strongly there is reason to everything. That something happens for a reason. There is reason behind every action-or non-action. There is a reason why I am connected to the number 13. I don't know why, I don't make the rules.
I'll have to search for it, but when my Dad's mother passed away, Lena, there were alot of weird things with her. SHe was born on the 9th, and died on the 9th. She took three breaths (which ment something), her 2 daughters were with her.. there was just alot of coincidences when she died. I remember everything about that night. Dad tried to reach me, and couldn't. I was the last to know.
When Dorthy Died, it was sudden, and unexpected. I was the last one in the entire family, except her husband, to see her alive. I had stoped on my way back to MN. It was a summer day. And when she died, I had left my mobile at home. I thought I wouldn't need it at work. I found out later that afternoon, much later.
When I saw grandpa last, he told me that Jesus was the way. to get to know him. The priest did a wonderful sermon on the friendship between these to men. Granpa had his offering paid to St. Peters up through the year. He also had set aside money for everyone for Christmas.
I've been to both cemetaries after the funeral. I havn't been back yet to see Grandpa Thiede. I usually go alone.
I find it interesting about your comment about helen. Real interesting.
Laurie had a dream one night. A dream that she was talking to grandma theide, and she knew Grandpa was sick and that it wouldn't be long.
In my letter to him, which is buried with him, I wrote that I want a sign. A sign that he is o.k.
Maybe it was your remembering Dorthy's name.
Maybe it is the fact that I'll recieve his record player.
Maybe......
I believe in afterlife. I believe that there is some sense to all of this, that everything i am going though, there is something bigger than this.
A favorite poem:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
WHen you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of bird's circled in flight
I am the soft start that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.
Love,
Kevin
It's about 0300. I'm adding a movie to my favorite movie list, which now is at 4:
1. Torch Song Trilogy
2. Steel Magnolias
3. Shawshank Redemption
4. Field of dreams
Which got me to thinking. Something is brewing, and I am not sure what. I believe strongly there is reason to everything. That something happens for a reason. There is reason behind every action-or non-action. There is a reason why I am connected to the number 13. I don't know why, I don't make the rules.
I'll have to search for it, but when my Dad's mother passed away, Lena, there were alot of weird things with her. SHe was born on the 9th, and died on the 9th. She took three breaths (which ment something), her 2 daughters were with her.. there was just alot of coincidences when she died. I remember everything about that night. Dad tried to reach me, and couldn't. I was the last to know.
When Dorthy Died, it was sudden, and unexpected. I was the last one in the entire family, except her husband, to see her alive. I had stoped on my way back to MN. It was a summer day. And when she died, I had left my mobile at home. I thought I wouldn't need it at work. I found out later that afternoon, much later.
When I saw grandpa last, he told me that Jesus was the way. to get to know him. The priest did a wonderful sermon on the friendship between these to men. Granpa had his offering paid to St. Peters up through the year. He also had set aside money for everyone for Christmas.
I've been to both cemetaries after the funeral. I havn't been back yet to see Grandpa Thiede. I usually go alone.
I find it interesting about your comment about helen. Real interesting.
Laurie had a dream one night. A dream that she was talking to grandma theide, and she knew Grandpa was sick and that it wouldn't be long.
In my letter to him, which is buried with him, I wrote that I want a sign. A sign that he is o.k.
Maybe it was your remembering Dorthy's name.
Maybe it is the fact that I'll recieve his record player.
Maybe......
I believe in afterlife. I believe that there is some sense to all of this, that everything i am going though, there is something bigger than this.
A favorite poem:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
WHen you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of bird's circled in flight
I am the soft start that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.
Love,
Kevin