This post is only important to me and to my wife Ann on this date each year. It is the memory of an extraordinary person. I’m going to get personal and if you have a problem relating to death and dying you might not want to embrace the rest of this post. I am going to talk about a personal sadness not because I choose to share personal grief, but because my son who died twelve years ago today was a great teacher and some…
Lee Rolland Smith Part of this comes from a previous post. It is important only to me to share it this time of year. Some thoughts on an extraordinary person. I’m going to get personal and if you have a problem relating to death and dying you might not want to embrace this. I am going to talk about a personal sadness not because I choose to share personal grief, but because my son who died ten years ago yesterday was a great teacher and…
Dear Friends, This will be the last post regarding Lee. Thank you for your indulgence. Sharing some of my letters to him is a therapy for me. Dear Lee, Now we wait again! How difficult that must be for you. The uncertainty; constantly wondering what’s next. Moving your thoughts through a myriad of mazes made of questions. Is the tumor going to grow? Will there be more chemotherapy? Additional surgery? Can I start my life again? Is it worth it? My spirit joins with yours…
Some thoughts tonight on an extraordinary person. I’m going to get personal and if you have a problem relating to death and dying you might not want to embrace this or other posts this week. I am going to talk about a personal sadness not because I choose to share personal grief, but because my son who died nine years ago this week was a great teacher and some of the things he taught by being the evidence of them, may be of value to…