Thursday, September 30, 2010

I never know when it'll hit me

Tonight it was the gospel music softly playing in the room where I presided at a hospice death. When Elvis started singing one of my father's favorite hymns, it was all over but for the blubbering. I waited for the long ride home for that.

Miss you, Dad. This one's for you...


12 comments:

Michaela said...

Hugs...sad songs, they say so much. xxoo

Gail said...

I still miss my parents.

Mausie1 said...

this is definitely one of those songs that make you sad but its so beautiful....and Elvis singing still makes my heart go pitter patter,,,,,,Hugs Birgit

sapphireblue said...

I love Elvis gospel songs. Hugs!

Stephanie V said...

This one has been on my list of all-time favorites from the moment I heard it - many years ago now. And, yes, it brings me to tears every time. I think that's part of it's value to me. But it also brings peace when I didn't even know I had strife...that's power!

Brenda said...

I know what you mean Rudee. This time of year really tears me up because both of my parents passed away in November. It is good to reflect on the memories of them though.

SkippyMom said...

My Mom was very lucky that she had someone as kind and as caring as you Rudee in her final years. I have talked with all of the hospice people these past few days and they all were crying.

Thank you for what you do.

daylily (Queenmothermamaw) said...

Blessings to you Rudee in your work. Some sad times do come along. You will recharge and be right back out there.
QMM

Ruth said...

Music - while you are dying winderful - hope someone plays music when i am dying. It does however evoke many emotions - but its good to cry sometimes.

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

that is my very favorite of his songs. it was also my grandmother's favorite hymn, she would sit at her old upright piano and pound out the song and sing at the top of her lungs! thanks SO MUCH for that memory today honey. lovely.

smiles, bee
xoxoxoxoxoxo

Lisa L said...

i'm sorry rudee. i know. been there

Kathleen said...

Oh, my...that must have been hard, Rudee. My heart goes out to you. What a loving tribute the family gave. My boys played guitar and my daughter sang to my mom as she lay "unresponsive" on her last day. For whatever reason, she'd twitch now and then, and a semi-smile would make a flash appearance. The "concert" drew a number of nurses and assistants. It really was a memorable moment for us. God bless you for what you do. (((hugs)))