The Preacher and I...

It was a very heavyhearted moment under the Texas sky that day,
There we stood, shoulder to shoulder, the Preacher and I, next to my granddaughter's grave,
Two exhausted middle-aged men,
All the tears had already spilled out of us, there were no more for the moment,
We had just finished burying my beloved granddaughter,
A special angel, gone back whence she came from,
Why? Why? Why?
I have no clue...

I saw the Preacher’s tired gaze gravitate towards two men,
One bespectacled and very malevolent-looking, the other wearing a black patch on his one eye, like the pirates of old,
and, suddenly, I knew exactly what he was going to say:-
‘P...’, he said to me, in a very loving, warm and brotherly manner,
‘Today is one day that the control-freak[referring to the malevolent character who had married my ex-wife]surely cannot control, eh?’
‘Yes Sir’, said I, ‘...surely not...’,
‘Difficult to imagine they came out of the same womb, eh? One an evil fiend, the other just an ordinary, even likeable kind of guy...’ intoned the Preacher rather uncharacteristically about the afore-said duo,
And we both chuckled,
Our shoulders bobbing up and down like two sad clowns, as they communed ruefully that sorrowful day, releasing phenomenal pent-up energy that would have harmed us significantly if the wise and sympathetic universe had not engineered the release for the benefit of the Preacher and I...
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Posted: Nov 2012

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gnj4u
Hi, Earlgreytea,
...beloved granddaughter, A special angel, gone back whence she came from, Why? Why? Why? I have no clue... -- Nor do I. It is times such as these that one can only say, My heart goes out to you and your family. May the love for your granddaughter spread itself as a healing balm throughout your being as you journey with this great loss to where fond memories await. In deepest sympathy.
Fellsman
Hi Earl

I really do not know how to respond: You describe those harrowing events in your own inimitable, gentle and understated way. You are the finest of human beings and an example to us all.

I won't trouble you further with predictable homilies and expressions of sympathy - but I know the pain you bear will not change you as a person... I simply wish that I was more like you.

My kindest regards

Bill hug (And I'm not usually in the business of sending hugs to other men!) wine
Earlgreytea
gnj4u boston, Massachusetts USA
2 hours ago
Hi, Earlgreytea,
...beloved granddaughter, A special angel, gone back whence she came from, Why? Why? Why? I have no clue... -- Nor do I. It is times such as these that one can only say, My heart goes out to you and your family. May the love for your granddaughter spread itself as a healing balm throughout your being as you journey with this great loss to where fond memories await. In deepest sympathy.

thanks for your gracious comments dear Massachusetts, this happened some years ago now, so, although total healing does not occur they say, we're making headway...
Ladybee42
Earl, you are a wise old soul my friend

bouquet
windyweatherly
I am little confused my dear EGT but just the same, such a telling of a story.
Odette67
All the tears had already spilled out of us, there were no more for the moment,
We had just finished burying my beloved granddaughter,
A special angel, gone back whence she came from,
Why? Why? Why?
I have no clue...

Dear EGT,

This is just too sad..Life is so cruel..my deepset sympathy to you my dear.
angel purple heart
morgen90210
I wish I could be there and give you a hug ..i'm neither as wise than those before me ..if we ever to meet .the 1st thing i'lldo is give that hug coz you are a good soul .touching poem .heart wings
hedistuff
In your writing, you continue to show us pictures that are seldom seen. I so appreciate it. I sat here and felt as though I was one in the fold as, 'And we both chuckled'.....sometimes your writing takes me to mind of paul simon. you're much better of course. it's just that often simon writes from a slant just off from the obvious...don't forget, cookout at your place when we're all age 90. I still have your invitation! maybe by then, I'll have two nickels to rub together...rick
Yankee4youonline today!
Hi Earl, Such is sadness when it touches us deeply that we wish for some understanding. You have a gift, my friend, to touch the lives of others with your, as we would say down home, spun ways, about you. In what must be such a difficult occurence to write about, you share well a heavy hearted moment with such a release of even deeper virtue. My kindest regards.
Earlgreytea
Fellsman Lake District, Cumbria, England UK
16 hours ago
Hi Earl

I really do not know how to respond: You describe those harrowing events in your own inimitable, gentle and understated way. You are the finest of human beings and an example to us all.

I won't trouble you further with predictable homilies and expressions of sympathy - but I know the pain you bear will not change you as a person... I simply wish that I was more like you.

My kindest regards

Bill (And I'm not usually in the business of sending hugs to other men!)


Your gracious comments leave me speechless dear Bill, many thanks, and for the hugs as well... hug
Macduff5
Hi EGT,

Someone once said about the tragedies of life that you either laugh or you cry. You seem to have embodied both elements in this very powerfully written piece. hug sad flower
Earlgreytea
Ladybee42 Waterford, Waterford Ireland
Fri Nov 2, 2012 10:13 PM
Earl, you are a wise old soul my friend


thanks for your comment LadyB teddybear
Earlgreytea
thank you all sooo much for your incredibly uplifting and gracious comments, i use 'grace' in every sense of the word... teddybear
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