(From Pinterest)
It was in this month I lost my maternal Grandfather, years and years ago… September 23, 1974, to be exact
Then my father died on September 24, 1999
Odd how these two giants in my life (and in my Mother’s life) passed away in September.
For some reason, maybe this fact, of the two deaths, of men who shaped me, September is a tad bit of a sad month.
I’ve been missing those who have gone before. All of them. There seems to be so many, taking their peaceful loving selves to other places unknown.
I miss my best friend, the sister of my heart, we were babies in blankets together. Friends until she also left for places beyond the veil.
Sometimes, like right now, I wonder.
It feels like I can still hear these souls I’ve loved. I feel them touch me, I hear their voices in the wind, their song singing loudly in the stunningly bright skies.
Watch them walk past me; the leaves catching their silhouettes
Loving me still; as I love them.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
I’m so sorry, sweetie. We miss them so when they pass.
Check your grandfather’s date.
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Those who have gone before but are still remembered, never die.
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🙂
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I have also lost many people at this time of year.
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Strange isn’t it? I guess there is something about September.
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Good that you still feel them. They are still there. Always…
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Always. That is marvelous gift. 🙂
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Interesting how the dates of their loss remains as imprinted as the day of their birth. My mother often sits on the side of my bed at night and I feel her leaving as I wake in the morning. It’s a very odd feeling but I always know who it is and am never frightened by it. A good friend as is yours is so hard to lose. I’m so sorry.
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Well, at least we still can feel them…that helps. Thank you.
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This was so beautiful!
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Thank you, Susan. Hugs!
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What a beautiful post … so much love! My father also passed in September .. I think about my parents often and miss them so much. But you know, I’m sure they are still with me … hugs Linda
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I agree with you…I think I can feel them with me all the time.
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