Weekend Coffee Share: Time Out

If we were having coffee together, this Noon, I wouldn’t be very talkative.  There’s still orange juice to offer you, tea-bag tea, or coffee brewed from cold concentrate. I have persuaded the puppies that this is their nap time, hopefully pushing off their Noon meal an hour or so.

I still am adjusting to Mother’s being dead, and so it seems odd to be making plans for her memorial gathering, which is a few weeks away. We will be celebrating Mother’s life on one day near the beginning of December, and the next morning, having a party for Father, who turns 100 on the twelfth. The East and West Coast contingents have now checked in, and it sounds as though more siblings will make it to the gatherings than Tim and I had thought.

If you were here, I would share with you some of the major events of the week. Tim, the sibling next in age to me, drove up from the Twin Cities on Wednesday to visit with my father. That evening, he met us at our usual restaurant for an early dinner. He’d visited the funeral home in our home town and also visited with our father. He and I and Al had a wonderful time visiting about the past, and about Mother and Father’s strong influence on our lives, as well as ongoing concerns and responsibilities.

Tim and I divvied up chores and now I must figure out who to ask for photographs that include my mother. Both Mother and Father have opted not to have religious services in conjunction with or in addition to their burial services or interments. It most likely has (in Mother’s case, definitely has) to do with the decision of “their” church in the home town recently leaving the ELCA over the issue of gay marriage/gay clergy.

I would want to share with you the pride we feel when Tim and I think about our parents and the influence they had on our early years. Tim wrote a nice tribute on his Facebook page, with the security set to Public.

Before Thursday ended, Tim and I confirmed our choices of hymn (if we can find an accompanist among a family prone to choose instruments other than the piano), scripture and poem for the memorial program. I’d like to share those with you, since few of you will be at the interment or memorial gathering.

The hymn, of course, for my mother, who spent her Navy years on Maui, working with the naval bases there, is “Eternal Father, Strong to Save” (The Navy Hymn). The scripture is Romans 8:38-39 (NIV), and I’m copying the poem below, because it is one of mine, which I wrote for my parents in either 1986 or 1987, as a Christmas present.

“Born of Love”

You taught me how to stand apart,
to understand and be myself.
You gave me the courage to walk alone
when none would join me.
You showed me how to look through words
into the worlds that others live in.

You taught me how to listen
with my heart and dare to make
no judgments
but those born of love.

Copyright © 25 Dec. 1987, by Elizabeth (Wicker) Bennefeld.

I would invite you to visit our host, Diana, at Part Time Monster Blog and look on Twitter, Facebook and elsewhere for the weekendcoffeeshare tag.

It was nice to have this chance to take time out to visit. Thanks for stopping by, and best wishes for your week!

P.S. The featured image for this post is of my mother Rhoda, me, and my dad Roy.

1947: Rhoda, Elizabeth and Roy


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