Sunday, June 8, 2008

golfing in heaven ...

Thank you for the gift of allowing me to see how you see me in last Sunday's blog post! I found the comments so interesting, so insightful, so revelatory. If you live with someone, there's a constant feedback that you're always getting: comments, opinions, conversation, the give-and-take of living with others. I don't have that since I live alone, so to get your feedback was very enriching to me. Thank you for holding up a mirror and letting me see myself through your eyes. (I really do like my cool aqua kitchen, btw.)
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On to other things, things that are weighing on my heart and thoughts right now ...

My godfather (my "nino" in Spanish), one of my uncles, crossed over this week.

Uncle Art was 85 years old, one of my mother's brothers, very fit, still playing golf, still with his thick, gorgeous head of hair. He owned a number of successful car dealerships in his lifetime, and did quite well for himself and his family. Playing golf was his big passion and he played as often as he could. All my mom's brothers were/are very handsome men, full of the devil (as my dad would say), very sharp dressers, fabulous dancers. There are only two siblings left out of the ten original kids now; my Uncle Alfred crossed over just last October.

I love so many things about getting older except the fact that those who have loved us since we were born get older, too ... and then cross over. It’s sad to lose those who have been a part of our lives forever. They’re part of our identity, you know? These are people who have been part of my entire life's journey. People who have known me and have been forged into my DNA. When I am with these people, I am not a successful careerwoman, a homeowner, a mother and grandmother; I am a niece, a cousin, a small part of a large family. I am part of them, they are part of me.


At Uncle Alfred's funeral last year, I was speaking with my nina (Uncle Art's wife), and told her of my memories of the year when I was about 5 and she and my nino bought for me a rabbit fur stole, handmuff and hat, in the softest white fur one could imagine. I loved that set. My nina threw her head back and laughed. "Well, you said you wanted a fur coat and so we had to get you a fur coat." Sharing that story with her, I was her 5-year-old goddaughter again, delightedly (and perhaps a little too proudly) wearing her white fur.

And now we're to say goodbye for now to another of my uncles, my dear nino/godfather, Uncle Art. (He's on the far right in Mom and Dad's wedding photo above. Uncle Alfred is on the far left.) So difficult for my nina, for their son, for my remaining uncles, for my cousins. I'm sure my mom, aunt and uncles all welcomed him joyfully into heaven. I really hope they have a very nice golf course there for him to enjoy for Eternity.

Eternal rest give unto them, O Lord ...
... and let perpetual light shine upon them. Amen.

7 comments:

dec0r8or said...

Peace to you, Rose, during your time of reflection. I'm sorry about your loss. You made me think about all of my great-aunts and uncles who have passed in the last ten years or so. It IS strange that everyone else gets older right along with us! I remember when my aunts were the age I am right now. Ah, the cycle of life....

Lynn said...

So much love to you, Rose, for so many things. Your card made me cry with love and gladness for you; knowing you, who you are, what you are to me. Im so blessed, Rose, and part of the reason I can keep that in mind always is because of knowing you and our friendship. Thank you, for everything.

So many blessings to you, and so much love...
Lynn

Anonymous said...

{{{ROSE}}}
Saying goodbye is always hard esp. to those we love. You have celebrated your loved ones life with a beautiful tribute. Its obvious you have a very close and loving family. Notice how many times Ive used the word LOVE.
Thats what hit me when I read your blog tonight. You and your family will get thru this together because of the love you share.
Im sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing that memory with us. I can just picture a five year old Rose struttin her stuff!
Kat

Amber said...

Oh, Rose, I am so sorry to hear about your loss. You wrote such a loving and tender piece about your Nino. How wonderful to have such a close and loving family...in this world and the next.

mercy said...

So sorry about your loss hun, but as we know death is a part of life! To LIFE! To DEATH! Onward, outward!

My daughter is into the Beatles, awesome eh? I totally know how you feel driving with those girls! It's so much fun.

Mothers day...mine was spent in Denver with my husband and kids @ the zoo & the Botanical Gardens...what a GREAT DAY!

BTW remember the hair thing? I cut it almost all off this week! LOL...bangs...small stuff! I'm liberated for the summer!!

Hugs and x's...I'll be out of town from this weekend until mid-August, have a beautiful summer.

Anonymous said...

Oh Rose! I'm sorry you lost your uncle, but glad he had a full and successful life. Doesn't sound like much better company could have been waiting for him to arrive in heaven. Having just returned from visiting my aunts and uncles in Wisc, it really hit me what a big part of my life they were as a child! Either sleep overs at my aunt and uncle's who lived in town or the others who'd pull up in front of the house in a big blue station wagon from NJ or Winnebago from Wisc. every year or so. My sweet uncle Roger didn't look so good last month, and it struck me that it's likely I won't see most of them again before they pass :-(
But, Rose, I sure enjoyed being just a niece for a few days..
Missy

Maureen said...

Well that is just one more coinky with us, Rose! Three of my Mom's brothers have owned car dealerships! I just recently lost one of those Uncles, my Uncle Sam. My father is of that same generation-- one that is slowly leaving this earth, and he's still going strong but missing them all. So sorry to hear of your loss.