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In which i found something

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I was going through some files the other day and I found something that I thought I had lost. It was my father’s eulogy that I wrote in 1998. I’ve done a pretty good job of saving anything emotional from my mom and dad but I haven’t been able to locate this in years.

 

At any rate, I read through it and I was surprised how teary it made me. I won’t share it today because it’s on paper and not my computer and I would probably have to scan it or retype it to put it up. I think, however, that I should probably do it by next week for father’s day or on July 31st for his birthday.

 

My parents rarely leave my thoughts. I don’t sit around and wonder so much about what they’d think of me. I’m basically the same person that I was when they were around and I know they loved me then and I’m sure they’d still love me now.

 

Nope, I think about my kids and what it would have been like for them to have grown up around my parents. I know my parents would have enjoyed all their grandchildren and not just my kids but Bruce’s and Brad’s too.

 

I ran into an old friend of my parent’s yesterday at the movies and boy, she was old. See, my parents died in their 60’s so I never thought of them as old and I never watched them age.

 

Afterwards, I pondered what it would be like to have seen my parents so old and weak. It was weird very frankly.

 

However, I would still have loved for my kids to have known them. They were smart and articulate and interesting. They loved to learn and sometimes I wonder how in the world I was their child. I’m not like that at all.

 

My mom was into social justice and she would have been thrilled with all the rights that LBGT people have but I think she would have been disgusted with all the racial relation problems. After all, she worked as the only white professor at a historically black women’s college in the 70’s. She was a trailblazer.

 

My dad would have been unhappy with all the Middle East stuff going down because he actually went, as a Jew, to visit the Palestinian camps in Israel. He hated how they were treated.

 

So that’s what I’ve been thinking about this week. I should probably strive to be a better person and individual. I’ve been thinking about what I can do to make more of a difference and I’m wondering if I’m up to the task.

 

I’ll let you know and I’ll share my dad’s eulogy sometime.

 

Enjoy your parents while they’re around. That’s what I really think.

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4 Comments

  1. Sheryl Perez
    June 15, 2015

    Thanks Lynn!
    Although this made me cry, the tears were for how beautifully you described your Mother and Father.
    Their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren will carry with them the legacy and their spirit. This post should stir in all of us the question “what can I do to make a difference”.
    You have raised three intelligent, caring and family oriented children. I applaud you and Kevin for your parenting insights but I know it had to come from somewhere – a gift from your parents!
    I would love to read more about your parents – I wish I could have met them!

    • Lynn
      June 16, 2015

      thanks Sheryl, I’m going to type the post into the computer. I was so shocked to find it. I thought I had lost it forever. I really miss my parents. Tessa is so, so lucky to have you in her life!

  2. Amy
    June 16, 2015

    What a blessing to have unshakable confidence that your parents loved you. Treasure that for all of us not so fortunate. I know for a fact that you’ve passed on that confident love to your 3 children. It’s so wonderful to observe.

  3. Susan R.
    June 17, 2015

    Beautifully said, Lynn! Your parents were a joy to being around.

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