This writing is from several years ago and comes from my journal. As I read it, I once again felt the emotions from that day.
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I was away at a funeral for my Uncle. My Aunt and Uncle were a constant in my life from when I was born. As their children were born, they too, became a constant in our family.
While I was sitting in the service, I was thinking how different life is now that my Uncle is gone. My Dad predeceased my Uncle by three years. They were good friends, and did several things a week together. After Dad died, my Uncle became more important because he was the Elder of our family.
My Uncle’s interment happened late in the day, around the time he would go to do chores when he was still farming. He always wanted to get the chores done before the Sun set, and he started chores just after sunrise. Lunch was always at noon, when the sun was high. We actually could set our watches by what my Uncle was doing.
I realized as we were sitting through the last prayer in the service, that my Uncle was very much in touch with Nature. I thought about all the changes that he had seen – he was 92 – and how he kept in stride with what was going on with agriculture, even though he did not have to “mind the farm” for many years because his sons and grandsons now are the caretakers of the land.
I thought about all the times he pulled all of the kids on the toboggan behind the old truck so we could fly down the ditch through the snow. I thought about him hiding Easter eggs in their yard for all of us to find, and their old black retriever finding most of the candy and eating it before we got out there. I thought about all the Christmases and Easters and birthdays and Sundays that we spent at one another’s houses, having wonderful meals and telling stories, and being family. I remember how he always checked the weather, and then compared it to the Farmer’s Almanac. I think this is a good song for him.
I’ll Follow The Sun
One day you'll look to see I've gone
For tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun
Some day you'll know I was the one
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun
And now the time has come
and, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh
One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun
And now the time has come
and, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh
One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun.
-Written by Paul McCartney and John Lennon
Blessings,
Judy
