I spent several overnights at Hospice house sitting by Richards bedside holding his hand, talking and walking down memory lane. I talked about the glad times and the sad times. Through the years we were separated by miles but never lost touch. In the early hours of the morning I told Richard I wanted to listen to my Bible before going to sleep and asked if he wanted to listen with me, he responded with a hand squeez. We listened to several of the familiar psalms and we listened to the beatitudes and stopped there. and I quoted my favorite scripture. Let not your heart be troubled, believe in God believe also in me. In my Fathers house are many rooms, if it were not so, would I have told you that I go prepare a place for you? And when I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. I said "Richard I believe every word of that, do you?" He responded with the strongest hand squeeze of the night. And with that we said goodnight.
I know I have many sad days ahead, just as I did with my daughter Carolyn. But I have a memory of Richard that will bring a smile to my face for the rest of my life. It was a had to be there moment. Picture Richard in a child playhouse in a squat passion, head touching the ceiling curled up like a pretzel, chin touching his knees. His young Friend is having a tea party for Richard, her teapot was a 6 inch jelly jar filled with orange kool aid. In one hand he is holding a tea cup the size of his thumb, in the other hand a saltine cracker. His young hostess announces she having a tea party because he's having a birthday next week. She turned to Richard and said " now Richard listen to me, you have to drink four cups of tea or your going to choke on that cracker, " Richard nodded and started to laugh. As she poured her first cup of tea. Richard dropped his cracker at the same time she was pouring the tea.spilling the tea on his white t shirt turning it orange as an October pumpkin.she handed him another cracker and called for more tea, Richard said," oh not four more cups" and she responded, " yep, four more cups." For Richard it was pure joy.
Precious memories how they linger, how they ever flood my soul.
I loved you so Richard♥️ Rest In Peace