Blue Skies
A dream like state called reality,
Rainstorms in the middle of nowhere or-
Tears mixed with laughter... as each person recalls and relives memories of my father. I feel him in their stories and see him in their eyes. He lives in their hearts. Oh memories!
A sacred time before the wake...flowers, food, friends, feasting on family.
The normal everyday question, "How are you?"
I am here...blue skies, partly cloudy, big chance of rain.

our thoughts are with you corey and your family. so much on your plate so much emotion from all sides. your words will come.
hugs from nh
susan
Posted by: susan | 04 May 2008 at 02:39 PM
Dear Corey,
to have family and god friends around to share this changing weather is just a blessing, rain at some moments and sunshine at others. Souls shining (as for your niece hug) and your father within. He will be always with you and you will learn to "touch" him in other ways. You are still her little girl and he is taking care of you.
I thank you very much Corey for sharing these moments with us. You are not distracted by everything going on inside (and outside)you, you still have an amazing love to share!
Posted by: caty | 04 May 2008 at 08:26 AM
Dear Corey,
I am so sorry.
It was wonderful of you and your family to unite and ease your father through this.
Posted by: Diogenes | 04 May 2008 at 05:58 AM
I am trying to send sunshine Corey!!
Rosemary
Posted by: Rosemary | 04 May 2008 at 05:14 AM
Corey - I agree, let it rain. You'll feel so much better, and if you don't it will hit at the wrong time (speaking from experience). Will keep you in my thoughts and prayers, and give your mom a big hug for me. Marva
Posted by: Marva Plummer-Bruno | 04 May 2008 at 04:15 AM
be sure to look for a rainbow !!!! xoxo
Posted by: diana | 04 May 2008 at 03:52 AM
Oh let it rain, I say. Corey, if anyone needs the heavens to open up and pour it's you. I think crying is very therapeutic. Your father was an amazing man, father, friend, husband. He will be missed so much. Yes, the world keeps turning, but so much sweeter and brighter for having had your father here to leave his footprints.
xo
Posted by: Gillian | 04 May 2008 at 03:49 AM
Isn't it amazing that the outside world continues on when something so earth shattering has happened in our lives? Peace be with you and your loved ones.
Posted by: Just Plain Jane | 04 May 2008 at 03:02 AM
Holding your hand and praying for you.
love and blessings
Posted by: Tammy | 04 May 2008 at 02:38 AM
sending good thoughts your way.
Cookie
Posted by: Cookie Sunshine | 04 May 2008 at 01:28 AM
Dear Corey,
After I lost my father, I lost a piece of myself. I wondered if when people looked at me, they could see a part of me missing.
What touched me so and makes me still teary is how all of these random people (like the clerks in stores) and so many unexpected souls said how much my dad had meant to them. They recounted stories and then for the first time in my life I realized what an impact he had made, part of his life I didn't realize. He had his own world, his own relationships.
I wonder if you are having any of these feelings now? I've been thinking of you all day.
I send you my prayers.
Also to Delores!
xox
Constance
Posted by: rochambeau | 03 May 2008 at 11:39 PM
Such a tender time this is. Not quite a year ago I found myself in the same circumstances and remember how the time just floated by. I thought I would remember each kind word, each story shared, each hug of support, but I don't. All those things have swirled together into an impression of that time.
Love to you and your family.
Posted by: Star | 03 May 2008 at 11:10 PM
I've been away from blogging this past week and just saw that your dad has passed away. So sorry to hear it, hope you are alright. I am in awe of your ability to share your emotions with everyone. take care Corey!
Posted by: amy | 03 May 2008 at 10:16 PM
Sending you a big hug today, Corey. I'm glad that you are with people who love and support you.
Posted by: susanna | 03 May 2008 at 10:04 PM
Cori,
I see JESUS opening up HIMSELF & your father entered in to a beautiful realm that is feeled with no more pain, but joy & peace & happiness that our earthly minds cannot comprehend. May HIS Peace & joy comfort you & your family.
Posted by: Kim G. | 03 May 2008 at 09:18 PM
(((((((((COREY!!)))))))))) One day no more partings, the hardest part of living here on earth...but it is just temporary!! My thoughts and prayers are with you and yours.
Posted by: Elizabeth | 03 May 2008 at 08:28 PM
Dearest Corey,
Your grace and surrender to our Lord's will in the last days of your precious father's life will carry on with many who have read here, and are experiencing the loss of a loved one. My prayers and heartfelt sympathy to you, your mother, sibs, grandchildren and all those who love and will miss your Dad. His life was lived beautifully, lovingly and full... from what your wrote of him...with so much love...as is his new life beginning now with the Lord Jesus! God Bless You always. Jenny
Posted by: Jenny | 03 May 2008 at 08:22 PM
I can almost feel as if I were in your shoes, you know, I have walked the walk. A life well lived needs to be celebrated and the loss mourned at the same time. Knowing that the loved one has gone ahead to a place where we all strive to be invited to one day is both sweet and sad. At the end, sweetness prevales over sadness, the open wund begins to heal, what remains are the memories, sweet and comforting, yet the road there is filled with tears.
Posted by: Merisi | 03 May 2008 at 08:09 PM
...blue skies, partly cloudy, big chance of rain...it says it all...((hugs)) to you and yours dear Corey.
Posted by: Hasmin | 03 May 2008 at 07:27 PM
Beautiful..Corey...Big,Big Hugs. God Bless. Lisa-vet.
Posted by: Lisa-Vet | 03 May 2008 at 06:59 PM
As always, dear Corey, you have perfectly captured your feelings with your gift of eloquent words.
I believe that the stories you are hearing about your Father will continue to bring you even sweeter solace in the the future.
My thoughts and prayers remain with you and your family.
Hugs to you sweet lady!
Posted by: Carol | 03 May 2008 at 06:45 PM
Corey, so eloquently said....
Prayers sent your way this weekend and beyond.
Joy
xo
Posted by: Joy | 03 May 2008 at 06:38 PM
Sending you a big umbrella of friendship from all your readers.
Posted by: Julie | 03 May 2008 at 06:29 PM
Still here, still hanging on with you. One day at a time.
Posted by: Wendi Kelly | 03 May 2008 at 06:15 PM
Corey, that was a beautiful description of emotion. When my Dad passed I was very comforted to hear little stories from others about him and to hear how much they respected him and would miss him too. Some of these people were strangers to me and told me of good deeds Dad did that I had no idea about. I'm sure you are experiencing the same thing. Let the rain fall and the blue skies slowly appear.
Posted by: martina | 03 May 2008 at 05:34 PM
Dearest Corey ~ The skies are weeping here today for you... tomorrow when you say your final goodbyes I shall also be saying mine to my mother-in-law, who left us the same day as your precious Dad. I will continue to hold you and yours in my thoughts and pray for peace for your family. xox Deb
Posted by: vintage moon studio | 03 May 2008 at 04:59 PM
I know this time is bitter sweet... When my dad passed away, I loved hearing the stories about him... and a lot of people told me things about what he had done for them, stories that my dad told them about my sister and I. How he felt about us. What a gift to hear these tales at a time such as this. I held each one close to my heart. My love for my dad became much deeper.
I think about you often Corey... and I am praying for you.
Posted by: angela marie | 03 May 2008 at 04:55 PM
Aww...HUGS to you, Sweetie. I continue to think of you and just wanted to send a quick note to let you know how much I care. Take care and let those showers come...they are as much an honor to your father as anything.
Posted by: Liz Ness | 03 May 2008 at 04:47 PM
"...blue skies, partly cloudy, big chance of rain." You couldn't have said it any better. My dad "went home" two years ago on the 25th...and the weather is still that way.
The memories are wonderful...hold on to every word...they will come back to you as you need them.
Posted by: Dee | 03 May 2008 at 04:44 PM
It was such a wonderful blessing that you could spend His last days with your father...that is a blessing many of us were not able to experience...and I am very happy for you that you could be there...
that will give you much peace and comfort in the days and years to come
blessings,
Mimi
Posted by: Mimi | 03 May 2008 at 04:40 PM
Memories come flooding back - 1976 home to visit dad in hospital, having to leave and then have him pass away within a couple of weeks. Couldn't return for his funeral and this has always saddened me. Thank goodness you were able to stay Corey, to be your dad's rock, to hear his stories, to touch his heart one last time. Now you are there for your mom, embraced by your family and friends, saying goodbye together. I hope the rains bring cleansing, and then on Monday, the sun appears to warm the earth your father loved and cared about for so many years.
Blessings to you all these next difficult days - remember him with joy and know his love shines down upon you always.
Posted by: Mary | 03 May 2008 at 04:22 PM
Corey:
Visualize him and my Dad T.J. cruzin Heaven in their old pick ups : )
They are where we got our adventuresome wildly happy spirits!!!
oxo
carole
Posted by: carole | 03 May 2008 at 04:18 PM
I remember those early days of grief far too well, the sense of unreality and disconnectedly moving through life. It's good you're able to find some laughter in there too. xoxo
Posted by: deirdre | 03 May 2008 at 03:24 PM
It sounds like you are exactly where you need to be right now. Live in the moment, Corey. Soak it all in and write it all down. I don't think you'll want to forget even one second of it. And hug your mama for us, will you please?
Posted by: Candy | 03 May 2008 at 03:21 PM
...with a warm front (of love) quickly moving your way.
Posted by: Sher | 03 May 2008 at 03:20 PM
Thinking of your Corey!
Love
Muriel
Posted by: Muriel | 03 May 2008 at 02:57 PM
Thinking of you and yours.
Posted by: Miss Sandy | 03 May 2008 at 02:48 PM
Corey,
Your post reminded me of one of my favorite songs by Patty Griffin, called Rain. I will leave you with the some of the lyrics..
It's hard to listen to a hard, hard heart
Beatin' close to mine
Poundin' up against the stone and steal
Walls that I won't climb
Sometimes a hurt is so deep, deep, deep
You think that you're gonna drown
Sometimes all I can do is weep, weep, weep
With all this rain fallin' down
Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain.
Love and hugs..
Posted by: My Melange | 03 May 2008 at 02:40 PM
Dear Corey, You will need to draw from the healing balm being poured out by friends and family many, many times during the grieving process. Store it up in your heart, apply as needed to all in need.
Posted by: Cheryl in California | 03 May 2008 at 02:35 PM
It is so good for us to cry and let it out, I always have my good cries in the shower!
That way not only my body is clean but my soul as well. Thoughts & prayers are still with you Corey.
Posted by: Vicki | 03 May 2008 at 02:23 PM
Oh, Corey --- you truly are in the perfect place at this time, being wrapped in the love of your family and friends. I'm thinking of you...
Posted by: anna | 03 May 2008 at 02:23 PM
Let it rain, the tears are bittersweet.
Thinking of you all,
big hugs
xx
Posted by: Sheila | 03 May 2008 at 02:19 PM
Let the tears pour. Each tear is a manifestation of the love you have for your father. Each one a memory, a thought, a smile, a conversation, a hug. Let them fall to the place that holds him sweetly- your heart. He will never leave you.
Posted by: Karin | 03 May 2008 at 02:15 PM
Rain nourishes the earth. Your father must've welcomed rain as a farmer. He'd watch the drops fall knowing the ground is drinking it up making the seeds grow.
Your dad will be in the earth making the grass and the trees and the flowers grow. You can hear him speak to you in the whispers of the leaves being blown by the wind. You can smell his scent in the perfume of your mother's flowers. And you can hear his laughter through that of your nieces and nephew as the grass tickles their bare feet.
Posted by: Shannon | 03 May 2008 at 01:47 PM
I´m so sorry for the loss of Your father.
My varmest thougths are with You.
Liisa
Posted by: Liisa | 03 May 2008 at 01:22 PM
Oh Corey, sweet Corey. Your friends across the ocean are with you too. You know that! I'm with you.
Love*
Posted by: Suzanne | 03 May 2008 at 01:04 PM
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Posted by: Alison Whittington | 03 May 2008 at 01:01 PM
It is the being left behind that makes it so hard to say goodbye... that will ease with time. It is good that you have happy memories to recall, so that your sadness is not increased by regret.
Posted by: pauline | 03 May 2008 at 12:47 PM
You'll be in a half state for a while; it takes time.
Posted by: tut-tut | 03 May 2008 at 12:25 PM
"Après la pluie vient le beau temps." -which, litterally, means that the nice weather comes after the rain...
(=Every cloud has a silver lining.)
Tears are the words from the heart...
Posted by: Marie-Noëlle | 03 May 2008 at 10:28 AM