Monday, December 24, 2007

peace, love, blessings

it's Christmas eve and i'm just putting the finishing touches on a vat of lentil-barley soup that i will be sharing with my son in an hour or so. then we will join some friends to walk through Winterhaven, a local neighborhood that features extravagant Christmas light displays every year--like, you have to agree to participate if you buy a house there.

then we are going to our annual Christmas Eve service at St. Francis in the Foothills, in honor of my father, gone 5 years now. i've told that story before, i think, but i'll tell it once more for the anniversary--and then i think i'll be done with it.

he fell and hit the back of his head on Christmas Eve of 2002. he generally felt OK, and was checked out by the nursing staff where he lived, but later on started feeling headache-y and strange. so, he went to the ER, where he slipped into a coma in the waiting room.

he was on blood thinners, and had been bleeding slowly into his brain stem all day. he was pretty much gone by then, but hung on until the last little lamb (that would be me) could straggle in and say good-bye. i arrived the afternoon of the 26th, and he died that evening.

so, Marshall C. Guthrie, Jr., i bless you and hereby give away your legacy of short temper, high irritation level, inappropriate humor, and emotional abuse of family members. but i am keeping your strength, your integrity, and your wonderful personal charm that made life-long friends of your business associates. (too bad you couldn't spare much of that charm for your wife and children, but hey, we're all here to learn, right?)

i dedicate this post to all who have lost parents and struggled with what to keep and what to let go of, on any level.

and thanks to the LIGHT for coming back!


At 12/25/07, 8:21 AM, Blogger Laloofah said...

Merry, merry, Taza!
How was your stroll through Winterhaven? Festive and fun, I hope! :-)
I'm glad you shared your story of your dad's passing again, for I'd not heard it before. Our fathers sound like they were cut from the same bolt of paternal cloth, and I admire your tribute to yours, discarding his negative attributes while keeping and honoring his good ones! I try to do the same.
Hey, we had lentil soup for dinner last night too! :-) (Masoor Dal, to be specific!) It was perfect for the blizzardy night we were having!
Sending you love, warm hugs and wishes for a peaceful, lovely, beautiful Christmas, Taza!

At 12/28/07, 11:35 AM, Blogger kath said...

What a beautiful way to honor your dad.. and let go of all of the negativity ...
I lost my dad just before christmas last year.. 3 am on dec 18.

We had our issues.. but, what mattered was at the end of the day.. at the end of his life... all was forgiven between us.

blessings to you for the new year... blessings and laughter and health and prosperity to you my friend...

At 12/29/07, 7:19 AM, Blogger Cootera said...

hope you had a marvelous xmas, taz! here's wishing you a wonder-full bright shiny brand-spanking-new year... to do with whatever you wish!! hugs.

At 12/30/07, 3:51 AM, Blogger Lille meg said...

Today I visit your blog again.
I read your honor to your father, and the story when he passed.
In april this year my beloved husband died. He had been sick for years.He got Parkinsons disease when he was 52, and lived with it for 20 years. But we had many good years, and travelled much around in Norway and Sweden.
And it was not Parkinsons that took his life, at last he got pneumonia. He also had epilepsy.
........I miss him very much, but I know that he is with the Lord now, and there all is good.

I wish you a blessed and happy new year.


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