Spent quiet an emotional weekend in Houston this past holiday. Had a great Thanks Giving Day with my whole family under the roof of my brother’s beautiful new home and then Friday morning ~ Oscar Jesus Cervantes “My Father” passed away. 06/16/1929 to 11/29/2013 My father was an Educator, a Politician, a member of the Masonic Rite, and most of all a man that marched to his own beat. He was in our lives less than more, only taught us a few life lessons but did live the life HE wanted. We have always loved my dad but never really knew what made him tick. Unfortunately he shared far too few moments of his life with me and or my family but for that he asked for no clemency, so the few memories we had will remain in memoriam forever. My brother, two sisters and I have never been bitter about that because my mom’s love was simply too big for us to ever even sense the void. On the contrary, we have always been grateful for him meeting my mother, them bringing us into this world and for us having the chance to share a life together with or without my dad around. My mom has echoed that sentiment since I was a child and I believe it was in order to make us recognize what we had and not what we were missing-It worked! Yvette, Oscar, Lisa and I spent the rest of this holiday weekend getting my dad’s affairs in order and going through his most personal items. A very unusual way I might add to spend the weekend after a great Thanks Giving Day, but something’s cannot be avoided. While doing so my older brother Oscar named after my father found an old book called “The Best Quotes for All Occasions”. He read the name of the book to me, opened it to a random page, slid his finger down to a random line and read the quote below out loud: (Note the author’s name) Quote Name: MERCY Among the attributes of God, although they are all equal, mercy shines with even more brilliancy than justice. Author: CERVANTES They say God works in mysterious ways and that has never been as real as it was for me and my siblings at that moment. The quote rang deep and true for each of us. It was as if my father’s last words had been found and released from those pages and he was asking for us to have mercy on his soul. The moral of my dad’s story for me is this: Love the ones you are fortunate enough have, show them that you love them and above all cherish every day you get with them. My family’s decision regarding a memorial service was one of a very private nature. We will spread my father’s ashes in the Pacific Ocean and the mountains of California. This was an area we fortunately spent some special moments as a family when we’re all very young. We will use the occasion as a moment of solidarity for my family. I bid my father a farewell full of love and gratitude, look forward to gathering my family on my boat to release his ashes at sunset and to pay our last respects. I also want to thank each of you who have already reached out to me or my family to express your condolences and wish you and yours a happy holiday season.
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 06:33:01 +0000
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