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  1. Patrick Guterres
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    Hi Colleen, it was like time had stood still seeing you and Kevin at Hanks farewell, we all entered into the “Anglo world” with ours eyes wide open and the excitement saved for the young and eager to make a difference. I continue to exercise his love of his business to this day.
    I will till the day I leave.

    Regards,
    Patrick

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  2. Joanna
    Joanna at |

    Another wonderfully written post Colleen.

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  3. Liz Jansen
    Liz Jansen at |

    What a beautiful tribute to your father Colleen and gift for all of you who are together at this poignant time. He’s touched many lives and leaves a wonderful legacy. Thinking of you and your family.

    Liz

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  4. Martha
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    I’m thinking of you. At least you have the chance to say good-bye. Please remember me to him if you get the chance.
    We had no time when life was snatched from Bob’s brother Fred last week. He was 87, excellent health, great memory, golfed twice a week (never with a cart), walked for minimum an hour every day, and was our regular Sunday dinner guest.
    Last Monday he had a gut ache and asked Bob to take him to Emergency at 6 pm. Tues morning he was unconscious in ICU on life support — all organs shutting down — acute pancreatitis. Wed morning we said farewell. He was a dear, kind, generous, thoughtful, lovable man with a sense of humour.
    No good-byes. It was such a shock!

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  5. Angie Mizzell
    Angie Mizzell at |

    It really is a “beautiful and terrible transition”. I strive to be connected to my own soul, to the souls of others. And yet, it feels impossible to imagine myself and the people I love– apart from the physical body. I’m thinking of you…

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  6. Laurie
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    Oh, my thoughts are with you so much, Colleen. This post is heartbreakingly beautiful, and yet as frank as Frank himself. I still remember the minute that my dad told me he had Parkinson’s… I felt like the earth had suddenly stopped turning, and I had gone spinning soundlessly out into a beyond-time place. Fathers, if we are lucky, are as elemental as dirt and bone – they feel like the scaffolding underpinning our whole lives, and so impossible to imagine not being there. I feel you on the edge there with him, how moving and exquisitely balanced the moment, before the tipping point to the other side of the unimaginable. Hang on, dear one, there is all this much love for you too, and we love you most for your willingness to just… be, and to share the journey, whatever comes

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  7. Joan and Bill Wilcox
    Joan and Bill Wilcox at |

    It is indeed a special time in our lives when we have to say good-bye to our parents. I wonder if we truly understand the enormity of it. I felt my Mom was going on a trip and would be back. The same as with my father. They have travelled with me in a different way as I have travelled with them through the past. Joan

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  8. Julie
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    The gentlest thoughts with you and your family as you navigate this passage Colleen…xxoo

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  9. John Alexander
    John Alexander at |

    It’s a really lovely last thing that we can do with our parents, and I think you’ve captured the essence of it perfectly. Your Dad has been as lucky to have you as a daughter as you have been to have him as a Dad. And that you both seem to know that is extraordinary. Big hugs Coleen!

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