Into a new life they will be born.
Do not look for them at the gravesite.
They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light.
They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain.
Their light and essence will always remain.
Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.
They are free to travel through time and space.
When we think of them, they are near.
When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear.
When we listen to a divine symphony,
We close our eyes, their faces we see.
Light a candle for they have not really gone.
With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will always belong.
Today it is 3 years now that me Dad passed away and it seams like yesterday...the death of my Dad was the worst pain so far I had to deal with...I remember as a child I thought parents are always around...they will never die...they are super heroes...I'm happy that kids can think this way :)
The 12 days before Christmas have a different meaning to me now...it is still hard for me to go shopping at Christmas time and hear Christmas music...
My Dad made Christmas always so special...
I remember my sister and I always went to Church at 4:00 pm on Christmas Eve and Dad and Mom were decorating the tree...my Dad must have loved silver tinsle...you couldn't see the tree anymore because of the tinsel LOL he put Christmas music on...had everything dark...besides the Christmas tree lights brought as in the room and we were praying and singing, after that we huged eachother and wished Merry Christmas to each other...then we kids unwraped the gifts and my Mom got always something small...and about 1 hour later he left the room and came back with a tiny box with jewlery for my Mom...that was always so cute :) he did this every year...he brought the Christmas spirit into the house...he loved Christmas :) and later on in the evening he was playing a radio station with all the different Church bells ringing all over the world...we miss you Dad and your Christmas Spirit!