When death
comes to your own, the reality is much more painful than what we might have
imagined. I guess that the “fire down
the street” is far enough away that the heat is hardly felt...and such is
life. Unless we are directly closely
associated or connected, the tragedy, heartaches, and sorrows in others’ lives
are ofttimes hardly noticed. For
example, the war in Iraq
This
past week, Bill Hunt, my former ranch foreman for Spilsbury Land &
Livestock, passed away. Good grief, what
a tender moment! Feelings of
appreciation mixed with fond memories...another happy/sad occasion. In addition, this past week I was severely
injured in a horse accident. I’m going
to survive, but nonetheless, I’m once again filled with greater appreciation
for good health, and the pain-free life I have enjoyed in the past.
As
I reflect on reality, how insignificant my life is in the worldwide perspective
of things. I could easily come to feel
unimportant and minuscule. But, the
truth of the matter is that it really doesn’t matter, except to those few with
whom we are connected, and it makes a world of difference to them – the way we feel, our pain, our tragedies, and
our joys. Whether our support group is
large or small, the impact is very much the same.
In
the funeral business, I am one who understands that when “the sky is
falling” those whom I am serving, need a
tender, loving shelter, a listening ear, a shoulder to lean on, and kind and
gentle words.
During
the holidays, things seem to be magnified.
This past Saturday, we hosted our annual “Embracing the Holidays”
program. It was exceptional! Maureen and Dr. Craig Booth, Floyd Rigby, and
Duane Lamoreaux were the speakers, and all seemed to be in tune, with chosen
words to comfort and bring peace to grieving hearts. We also enjoyed beautiful music from The
Heritage Choir.
I
would like to extend to you my holiday greeting, an Indian Blessing: “May the
Great Spirit bless you, your home, and those you love, with peace and
happiness.”
Sincerely,
Ted Spilsbury
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