Robert Joel Benn III

 

It was a hot clear day with blue skies, scattered fluffy white clouds.

Driving down the 2 lane highway we wound our way to Pickwick  Dam.  It was to be at 2:00pm our final goodbye to Rob. Our last farewell to our brother, son and grandson and friend.  As we zipped along the highway we saw the sign “Welcome to Alabama”

What the ??  We wound our way back from whence we came, making our arrival oh, about an hour late…. SORRY!  everyone..

None the less,  we continued on with our duties… we loaded  up the boats and headed out. The sky turned from bright blue to hazy gray white.. the rain began to fall and pelted upon our shoulders.

What the ??? Where did this rain come from? We are in a drought, no rain for weeks, maybe a month, why did the rain begin right now?  We turned into a cove and beached upon the bank. We huddled up as the skies emptied. “Tears from heaven” we said,  it must be Rob’s little joke on us.. Ha Ha..

Then the rain cleaned the skies turned back blue, we set off again to finish our work. We motored on until we were in the middle of the vast lake surrounded by various greens and browns of the woods we set upon our boats.. “Remember Me” played softly as we bowed our heads for Rob..  then Andrea begun to read
“Dearly beloved family and friends,  we gather here to pay our last respects to Robert and to share our love and grief with one another. We know in our hearts that this is a time of joy. Yet our hearts are still broken.  Because of our great love for him, we will today and in the days to come.  There will always be a big hole in our lives that was once filled with his presence. We cry to day because we miss him, and those tears are evidence of the love we have for him. We mourn greatly because we loved greatly. So, today we come with this tension between our hearts and our minds: in our minds we know that today is a day of joy and a day of celebration for Rob’s life, but in our hearts we are filled with sadness and grief.  We wish that we could have him with us on this earth for many more years. Let us pray~

 God, our Father we thank you for Rob, the years we shared with him, the good we saw in him and the love we received from him. Now, give us the strength and courage to heave him in your care, confidant in your promise of eternal life thru Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.

 

Then Mom read,
If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I would walk right up to Heaven and bring you back again. No farewell words were spoken, no time to say goodbye. You were gone before I knew it, and only God knows why. My heart still aches with sadness, and secret tears still flow. What it meant to love you-no one can ever know. But now I know you want me to mourn for you no more; to remember all the happy times, life still has much in store. Since you will never be forgotten, I will pledge to you today- a hollowed place within my heart is where you will always stay.

Eric went on to read some favorite memories shared by family and friends. 

 

Ashes to ashes dust to dust~

In sure and certain hope of the resurrections to eternal life through our Lord, we comment to Almighty God, our brother Robert, and we commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. The Lord bless him and keep him, the Lord make his face shine upon him and be gracious unto him and give him peace.  Amen.

 

We scattered his ashes into the body of water of Pickwick Lake.

We ended with this prayer ~

We lift our hearts in gratitude for the life of Robert Joel Benn the III, our brother, now gone from among us.  For all that Robert was to those who loved him, and for everything in Robert’s life that reflected your goodness and love. We thank you for the privilege of knowing him and sharing in his life. Help each one to lean upon you as Robert did. May almighty God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Sprit bless you and keep you now, and forever more. Amen.

We love you forever Rob and we will see you soon.

RIPT! LOVE THIS, WHAT DO YOU THINK?

  This is a new thing I found, RIPT, I found it on a cool blog Montessori by Hand. I love this blog, it is cool. We love the Montessori way of teaching. Sara our older child went to Olivia’s Montessori School and it was a wonderful experience for her and us as parents learning about our child and her experience in education. Now that we are beginning the journey with our younger daughter Emma I always am drawn back to the Montessori way. Perhaps this will be a good choice for her~Maria’s Montessori.

Anyway, I was having fun gathering some ideas for inspiration… what do you think?  I need some GOOD ideas for storage, cleaning and of course new projects!

On a thankful note, we did receive RAIN yesterday evening. It is still extremely  hot and humid here, but this will soon pass.

One last thing, I recently got reacquainted with an old friend from High School.  Stacey! Hi Stacey!!! It was so wonderful to hear from her. I never thought I would find her again.  Here she is, doesn’t she look great??

Here she is at her wedding~

Here she is with her new husband Wink~

They live in New Orleans. Stacey is a visual art teacher for the  Jefferson Parish Public School system in their gifted and talented program.  Her husband  Wink is an architect and city planner.  It is so wonderful to hear from old friends!

Have a great week everyone!

Have a peek at our temps!!!!

 

It is a scorcher out there ! Forecasted temps are at an all time high. LOOK!!! I feel really bad for the people who don’t have air.

There will be a lot of deaths due to the heat I am sure.

 

 

Why do the school children have to start back to school when it is so hot? It doesn’t seem quite right. I remember when I was a girl, we would start back to school right after Labor Day. I would stare for a long time at all of my new school clothes hanging nicely in my closet. I would even try to wear an outfit or two, but by the week end I would have to forgo the fall clothes, and go back to my summer wear. It was hot back then, almost 20 years ago. Now the children start much earlier and it can’t be easy for them. I know it is not easy for the parents to drive and carpool either.  But, this too shall pass and one day we will miss the heat.  I guess.

Now, due to the am chaos we did not get the photo op we intended.  So, I will post some pictures from Friday’s Open House for Em’s school.  Sara is a little too old to indulge her mother!

 

Robert.

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I have not been able to deal with this, but feel like now is a good time to put my thoughts “out there” on Rob. My beloved brother.

I miss him so much.  These were my thoughts and feelings a few short weeks after he died. His birthday is August 23, he would have turned 30.

 

Written on 12/21/06…..

Let’s just say I am sad. Death is never expected or friendly. I had a personal experience on December. 10, 2006. My 29 year old brother was helping retrieve Christmas lights and supplies, he stated “I feel dizzy” he stumbled to his knees and fell down. Time 12:15. Pronounced dead at the Methodist hospital an hour or so later. A young man taken with no history of illness at all. I do believe that everything happens for a reason, but I can’t see it now for this. My brother was mildly retarded. Special we always said, and so he was. He was a gentle young boy in a grown man’s body. Always willing, always able to help. So kind. So sweet.
It is hardest for those left behind. How to cope with the grief and the pain, and the loneliness.
Not so much for myself, but for my mother, grandmother, and stepfather. The ones that watched him die. They feel they failed him. Survivor’s guilt. It is a bitch.
So in the course of a week, he died, had a funeral, cremated, and ashes returned. All in a week.
Hard to believe.
The hardest thing is the what ifs and the I wishes.
I wish I could speak to him once more,
I wish I had a sign that he is ok.
I wish I had been there to do CPR, I am a nurse after all.
What if we had known he was ill, why didn’t we know that he was ill….
Then the why’s???
why now
why not later,
why not his 93 year old grandmother, she prayed for herself to be taken, and he to be spared.
why was he needed now??
I have always believed that everything happens for a reason, but we might now be able to see or understand it right now.
I hope and pray for insight into this matter.
More later…