Saturday, March 07, 2009

Papa is 'home' and knows it.

Stan called the Hospice at 8 a.m. He was told Papa had been peaceful all night. Nothing had changed since yesterday.

As we prepared to pick up Stan's sister from the airport, the phone rang. I expected a call from my father, who calls every Saturday morning around 8:30, but it was the Hospice telling us Papa had just died.

We do not grieve as those who have no hope, for we know that we shall see him again.

He was very ready to go to heaven and often spoke of seeing his parents and his brother Emil.

We rejoice that he is now 'home' and knows it.


  1. Even though Poppa is home now, death still has its sting. While I won't linger on it I share my condolences with you and Stan and all your family.

    I remember Mr. Riegel from the time I lived in your home and from our later visits over coffee. Toward the end he may not have said much but in his demeanour I always saw a wonderful man. I am sorry for your loss.


    PS: I hope you will be continuing the blog.

  2. It has always been my wish to write about some of the events during Papa's time in our home. There are some good stories, waiting to be shared. Perhaps next week I can start.