Me, in the middle of two of my 5 brothers.
Patrick is on the left … Rick is on the right (He died last week).
Right now, things are still pretty emotional. My brother, Rick has died. There are so many layers to this … I’m not getting into it all right now. And it’s ok. Ask me questions, if you like … death is a topic we usually don’t ‘go there’ on … until it is blanketing us with reality and truth. I’d appreciate your thoughts … how do you ‘do’ death?
Death is the circle of Life as we know it … here. On earth.
There’s a whole n’other realm of Life, that we have yet to experience … when we cross over and die. If you’ve been following my blog, you’re familiar with my first experience of ‘quiet knowing’, when my sister, Anna died. And then my Mom and Dad … I haven’t even gotten into sharing about Tim, my second brother, who passed 2 years ago. Because, emotionally, it’s hard to bring things back up to the surface … even when there’s peace. Those emotions are still felt. It’s because of Love. It’s because we.are.connected. Here – on earth AND on the ‘Other Side’. (Whatever you want to call it).
Last weekend, the weekend after Rick died, Fambly from the Minneapolis/St. Paul metro area, circled together for a ‘Debbie Sleepover’ in my little cottage house, up north. We’re mighty good at this circling together thing, for which I am so grateful for. We decided we were going to celebrate Rick = Celebrate LIFE. In part of our conversations, I brought up the question of how Rick was going to connect with us … what was his sign going to be? I think some of my Fambly think I’m a bit goofy with this sign stuff, but I really believe in what Anna, the folks and Tim have given in their ways to say ‘Hello’.
So … we’re out listening to the band, Montana Moon at Dennis Drummond Wine Company and they play a Johnny Cash song, Folsum Prison Blues. My brother, Patrick and I look at each other, smile, and say, ‘RICK’!!! He played drums and harmonica’s with his band, The Gull Dam Jammers, back in the day. After a bit, we left to spend time at Roundhouse Brewery. It’s a favorite stop for my metro Fambly. A band was playing way beyond their time … the last song they played … Flosum Prison Blues!! We all cheered, ‘RICK’!!! (The same song, within 45 minutes, from 2 entirely different bands, in 2 different venues!) A few days later, my son and his family are moving back to the area. Without knowing the story … My grandson is wearing a Tee-Shirt … A Johnny Cash Tee-Shirt …. (I can’t help it, I’m smiling!) …
… and my Sister-in-law, text me today … when she walked into work … they were playing Johnny Cash …
So … Thanks, Rick … we hear you loud and clear …
And Johnny Cash … THANK YOU!! What a way you’ve brought us together … and made our Fambly smile!