A Chance to Remember Our Loving Dad
March 7, 2008 by Anna Farmery
Filed under Building Memorials
This weekend we are going to the seaside where we have placed a memorial chair looking out to sea. Dad used to spend hours with his binoculars looking at the ships going by and there was no more fitting tribute that we could think of… 
It will be a sad time in one way, but Dad was always someone who loved a good story, loved a good laugh…so we try and keep that tradition alive. When I am with my mum, it seems OK but I know when I drive home I will be remembered about all the pain of grief. So what I have done is recorded his favourite upbeat songs so I can sing a long in the car…just like he used to do!
Where do you remember your loved one?
Anna,
“Where” and “How” seem to be intertwined with me. My late husband Michael and I lived across the street from a small lake. He loved to fish and hike through the nearby woods. About a month after he died (2/1/07), I stood at the edge of the lake and looked out at the sunset. A few days later I wrote a song about seeing him in the sunset and seeing him in the birds (he loved so well). I’ve had special encounters with birds, since then, that make me feel that he is nearby.
I always associate my father with the moon. When I was a child, he would sing “racing with the moon.” Only that one line. He would offer me butterscotch discs that he referred to as “moons.” Whenever I see the moon, I say “Hi, Dad!”
With my mother, I have strong associations with butterflies. It was her emblem. Whenever I see a butterfly (in the wild or a decorative object), I feel my mother’s presence. When I was in Cancun in December, I saw a monarch butterfly. I thought, “Mom’s visiting me in Mexico.”
Thank you for sharing your memories and helping me to remember mine.
Hugs,
Mary