{1 year – Ode to My Dad}






Stewart Park Maxwell

February 18, 1926 – September 15, 2006

It does not seem possible that today marks the 1 year anniversary of losing my dear sweet Dad – Stewart Park Maxwell. He passed on September 15, 2006. It seems like yesterday we were at his bedside saying good-bye to a wonderful man and learning how to cope without him here on earth.

The past year has been one of the most difficult years for our family. It is hard knowing I can’t speak to him anymore. So often I will seek his advice, or want to ask him a trivia question (that I know he would know) and I can’t. Or give him a hug and eat a meal next to him. Little things we take for granted everyday – but when they are gone it is the biggest void in our lives.

I do feel my Dad’s presence with me often. Creating artwork has been the biggest help to me in the grieving process. I am so thankful for the pictures of Dad that I have to feel close to him again.

Today we plan to go to the cemetery. Dad is buried in a quaint peaceful place.
Perhaps it will bring us comfort. The hardest part of grieving is “yearning”.
We all yearn to see him again.

Daddy we love and miss you so very much. We have bonded together to the best of our abilities to muddle through this year without you. You are always in our hearts and we think of you singing this song quite often…

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side;
The summer’s gone, and all the leaves are falling;
‘Tis ye, ’tis ye must go, and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow;
‘Til I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And when ye come and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be.
Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.

And I shall hear, ‘though soft ye tread around me,
And all my grave shall linger sweeter be,
Then ye will bend and tell me that ye love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until ye come to me.

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