On January 20, 2014 I published a post entitled Home: They say that Home is where the Heart is. I cannot imagine the feeling of having your life was turned upside down all at once. In the beginning of this year (2014), Papa not only lost his wife of almost 59 years, he left his comfort zone: his home, his friends, many of his belongings and much of his independence. He faithfully trusted us knowing this was the right decision and left the warm climate of Arizona, to move across country to a much cooler locale. I mentioned that each day I see gentle reminders in his behavior that shows he is more comfortable and we are hoping that with consistency he will truly feel at home. And then there are times as we are sitting in the family room and watching TV that I see him gently caress Nana’s side table and I realize that his first home will always be where his heart is, with Nana.
On March 2. 2017, Papa truly went home. As he closed his eyes to rest after his mid-day meal he drifted off to eternity to be with the love of his life. He left this world in the most tranquil of ways. It was peaceful, just like Papa was peaceful and loving and kind and I cannot imagine a better way for him to end his days on earth as he moves into the eternal world.
My chronicles of Papa are not done. I have hundreds of loose sheets of paper for the times I just grabbed whatever I could write on as he was talking. I have emails I sent to myself or notes on my phone and computer when paper was not available. And I even have some video of him telling me things when he was talking too fast for me to accurately put his words onto paper. I look forward to having Nana’s side table in my office and when I am at a loss for words, as I am tonight, I can gently caress that table just as Papa did hoping that it will bring me closer to him. I love you, Papa.
Please share your Papa stories with me. I would love to make sure they are included in our collection.