Impressions from the Other Side

My father passed away Wednesday and now I am in a suburb of Nashville with siblings and extended family for the funeral. It's beautiful here. Last night, we ate at a "Catfish Cabin" type establishment where they had a great blue grass trio and things like alligator tail and fried green tomatoes on the menu.

Before going to sleep, my sister and I were talking about death and what happens after a person passes. Some people don't believe anything happens but I am not one of that group. In fact, I have been having a series of dreams which bring comfort and insight into what is going on with my dad now that he has crossed to the other side. I have some pretty strong feelings about what is happening and see some parallels with what happened with my mother before and after she passed.

I will come back to write about these later. For now, we are in a rush to leave the hotel for a family luncheon and are making plans for a dinner that will bring all six of us "kids" together for the first time in decades. It's going to be interesting, to say the least. Lots of very rich, deep material for writers and artists.