Monday, May 19, 2008

Nostalgia

Just spend several hours sorting through a box of papers of my dad. He was killed in an airplane crash in 1945 when I was just a young girl. I reread reports of his accident, awards he had received from working in Boy Scouts and other organizations and wond-ered again about his personality. He has been gone from my life for sixty-three long years now. But I do hope he has been able to see my life and its development somehow so when we met again we can converse about what we have both learned. My mom is now with him, this I know. They were separated for 61 years but time is really relative. When you are in it, sometimes it seems slow and other times it races by. I'm sure when we reach the eternities and look back at this time we had on earth it will be just a few moments in our entire lives.

3 comments:

Musings said...

This is such a beautiful post, Lin. Your dad and your mom are indeed proud of you. I'm so sorry you had to lose him so early in such a tragic way.

Carla said...

I love the photo of you with your Dad. So sorry you lost him so early.

mom/caryn said...

You're so right. This mortal existance is a blink. Knowing that should help make the hard times easier for us. It doesn't always...

I love it when you talk about your dad. My wish would have been for you to have had the time to make more memories with him to write about.

One thing I know for sure... you three are going to have one heck of a happy reunion in the eternal someday...