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This small oil painting is based on a photo taken of my parents as they strolled a brick path at a church retreat. From the distance of 16 years now I interpret it as their walking on to Glory, when in reality they were probably headed for lunch. (The same concept, to my father!)
The goodbye years were difficult and full of doubt, grief, helplessness and dozens of other unnameable emotions. But those are not the memories I hold dear. They were married close to 70 years, but the last seven they were separated by my father’s dementia, which was unique. He forgot our names eventually but never our faces. He was a jokester until the day he left us.
WHEN I GET TO WHERE I’M GOING (BRAD PAISLEY, DOLLY PARTON)
On the far side of the sky
The first thing that I’m gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly
I’m gonna land beside a lion
And run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it’s like
To ride a drop of rain
There’ll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I’ll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah, when I get where I’m going
Don’t cry for me down here
And he’ll match me step for step
And I’ll tell him how I missed him
Every minute since he left
And then I’ll hug his neck
There’ll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And…
TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART 
The Long Goodbye….living the last of it now. But, isn’t it funny sometimes how during the worst days, the best memories can surface?
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That, I believe, is how they Lord gets us through.
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