Lost Too Soon

Yesterday we laid to rest Honey’s Uncle R, lost too soon at the young age of sixty-three.  A soft-spoken, kind and gentle man, it hurts my heart that I didn’t know more of him.  While Uncle R had neither a wife nor children to say a last farewell, he certainly would have smiled at the graveside shenanigans of his great nephews, been proud of the men his own nephews have grown to be, and been touched by the care and thought his little brother put into preparing for this day.   It seemed that things were at long last put in their place as Uncle R came to rest along side his dear mother that tragically lost her life when he was really just a boy, a father that worked hard and lived vivaciously, and a big brother (Honey’s daddy) that was a gentleman and remarkable provider in so very many ways.

After the service, we made an emotional visit to the Angel Garden, where we remember our own son born and lost too soon with a brick in his name.  And his friends in Heaven, the twin boys of some of our dearest friends.

As we left the old rolling hills of Arlington Memorial Park under a clear blue Southern sky I was reminded, once again, that this life is fragile and not a minute of a day should be taken for granted.


PS. My silhouette pillows were featured on My Uncommon Slice of Suburbia!!!  It’s like I’m a real blogger now.
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