One of my new favorite reads comes from blogger Caleb Wilde, author of Confessions of a Funeral Director.
After Mama died, we'd go up for visits with Daddy and the house was just not the same because Mama was so intrinsically tied to the house. With Daddy having recently died I've had trouble even thinking about going back to his and Mama's home. It was once filled with so much joy, warmth and laughter from family and friends.
Caleb guest posted to another blog this morning and this quote from that post rang true:
You open the door like you have so many times before, but this time the familiarity of the house is unexpected different, dark and lonely. What once housed parties, life and love now houses something you’ve never known before. Like a river, everything is in the same place it was when you last saw it, but this home has changed.You can read his full guest post here. Caleb's heart-felt look at life and death can be found here.