“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo. “So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” ― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
It has been a while! I have missed writing. Like being away from a group of friends that I am used to talking with often.
Life has been full of late.
My father, Edmond Neal, died on Tuesday of this week. Above is his photo from 30 years ago. He was 88.
Saying goodbye to my father, face to face, was one of the most painful and profound moments of my entire life. I am not ready to write on any of it now, but do earnestly solicit your kind prayers for his soul, for my mom and step mom, for our whole family and for all those who grieve his passing. Thank you.
My step mother insisted that I share in my teaching what I learned from my final time with dad, and so I will. Some day. I will try to get writing again on other things very shortly, as I catch my breath.
“May the angels lead you into paradise;
may the martyrs receive you at your arrival
and lead you to the holy city Jerusalem.
May choirs of angels receive you
and with Lazarus, once a poor man,
may you have eternal rest.”