Together Forever

Goosebumps story.

I was at South Florida National Cemetery to preside over a memorial and interment service today. As is my custom, I drove over to the niche location to bless it in advance of the service which is held in a shelter across the expanse of the cemetery.

A grieving and disoriented widow was coming to place a flower for her husband but she didn’t seem to know where he was located. I asked her if she needs any help. She gave me the map and I guided her to the location. I looked up and blurted out, “I know him!”

I helped her find her husband only to discover who he is, Harold, and who she is… Harold’s wife, Diane.

He had died while I was on the Appalachian Trail. I had ministered to him for nearly ten years in the CLC.

It is a story of joy. Because there was a little hole in my heart not being there for him when he died. Instead he made sure I was there to meet his wife and help her in her bereavement. I have goose bumps about this.

I shared stories and Diane shared a few also. It was wonderful. Later I told the other family, never discount your doing good. Your Dad brought consolation for a family you don’t even know.

Together Forever. Husband and wife. Comrades in arms. The human family.

Blessings,

Deacon Gerry