July 30, 2011

Buried Treasure



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Seth Apter's blog, The Altered Page, is once again featuring a collaborative project that "invites art bloggers to go into the depths of their blogs and dig for buried treasure....this gives us all an opportunity to see highlights from posts we may have missed from so many of our favorite bloggers!"
                            
As part of project I am reposting this post from last December where I reflected on my father's death. While this posting isn't about my work...it is about what influences my work...and that is my life....



It snowed once again this past Wednesday night...five to seven inches when it was all done depending on where you lived. A pretty snow if you didn't have to go out into it...which I didn't and for which I was thankful. Just being able to watch it come down, glistening in the Christmas lights was very peaceful.

My youngest brother had called earlier in the week to tell me that our father had come down with pneumonia. Dad had a major stroke over Thanksgiving week-end so this latest news wasn't very good but at that point we were hopeful. My brother called again early Wednesday evening to let me know that Dad wasn't responding to treatment and that the doctors only gave him a day or two more to live. Later that night, early Thursday morning, he called again to tell that Dad had died quietly in his sleep.

All of my brothers but one...I have five...and I got together on Saturday for the annual Hayes Christmas gathering. The missing brother was to come down from Chicago on Sunday. While there was much sadness in the house, we also knew that my father would want us to enjoy being together so we all made the most of it that afternoon. Dad's services were held this past Monday morning. A short visitation followed by an even shorter graveside service...all in keeping in Dad's wishes. Afterwards we all gathered at the local Perkins for lunch and more remembering.

After my mother died several years ago, the spark seemed to leave him and his health went downhill in a hurry. We all came to realize that he wasn't going to do anything to help himself...so when he had his stroke in November, I think we all knew it wouldn't be long. My father lived a good life and taught his six sons well. He will be much missed.

My thanks to Seth for offering this opportunity to us all. Please visit The Altered Page - Buried Treasure to see all the great repostings that are happening even now!!

6 comments:

Happy Little Trees Studio said...

I'm so sorry to hear of the passing of your father. I hope you spend this Christmas season remembering all of the wonderful times you had with him.

Dave said...

Thank you! My family and I have been spending time remembering...in fact last night we had an old fashioned "slide-show" (remember those?) looking at old slides of past events...including many of my father. One of the best was of him sitting in his favorite chair, feet up, and obviously laughing about something. Such a wonderful image to keep in mind! Have a wonderful holiday season as well!

Marina said...

Nice idea, remembering some old posts.. I am sorry about your father :(

Holly Dean said...

You are so right about how our experiences in life influence our work. I'm so sorry about the passing of your father. It sounds like he knew how to enjoy life and passed that on to his sons.

Jill Zaheer said...

Found your post through Seth's Buried Treasure. Very poignant story- and wonderful way you were able to be with your brothers at such a sad time. Glad you selected this post for your 'favorite'.

MrCachet said...

It seems that he taught is daughter well - as well. Thank you for your remembering, for it gives us all the opportunity to reflect on our own memories.