We Were Blessed

Hard to believe that three weeks have already passed...

Here are the beautiful words that Dad spoke at Mom's funeral...such strength, such love!

We Were Blessed

For a man who is seldom at a loss for words, I find myself now totally at a loss for the greatest joy one could ever know.

People who knew Debbie, loved her.  She was my rock.  She was without a doubt the strongest person I ever knew.  She loved life and lived life as fully as she possibly could.  We have a wonderful family who she molded in her love and goodness.  She made me the man I am.  Not by telling me how best to do things but by subtle suggestions and then letting me think it was my idea.  

She, with a little help from me, raised two incredible children, Dan and Diane, who really display her strength, her wisdom, her caring for others, but most of all her love.  She – We are so proud!  

Debbie loved to sing.  She had a beautiful voice.  Very often when we were home alone (she never wanted attention), we would sing duets.  One of our favorites was by James Ingram “How Do You Keep The Music Playing?”  The words go:

How do you keep the music playing?

How do you make it last?

How do you keep the song from fading too fast?

If we can be the best of lovers

Yet be the best of friends

If we can try everyday to make it better

Then I suppose the music never ends

Throughout our 43 years together, I was the lucky one.  As far as we were concerned, we got to live one of the “greatest love stories ever”.  I'm sure others might disagree but no one loved their spouses as much as we did.  As I cry and ache and feel sorry for loved ones, I know she is saying, “I'm fine.  I'm fine.  Don't worry.  Take care of yourself and the kids.”  She would want that.  But I will still always not be whole again.

I love you, sweetheart!



Mom and Dad through the years...