Memories

I am facing my first Christmas without my father. I think I have coped well the last two months. It didn’t hit me until I came back home. All the decorations had been put away that we had just had a huge loss.  The grieving process then began again.  It’s sad knowing I will never get to experience Christmas with him again.  Though it is sad, I’m happy for my dad. I am sure he is in a better place now. On Christmas Eve I thought of all the good times I had with him instead of dwelling on the fact that he is gone, he is still with us in spirit and he loves us very dearly. I made this video on Christmas Eve for him. I love you Dad. 

And Death Shall Have No Dominion 

By Dylan Thomas 

And death shall have no dominion.

Dead mean naked they shall be one

With the man in the wind and the west moon;

When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,

They shall have stars at elbow and foot;

Though they go mad they shall be sane,

Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;

Though lovers be lost love shall not;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

Under the windings of the sea

They lying long shall not die windily;

Twisting on racks when sinews give way,

Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;

Faith in their hands shall snap in two,

And the unicorn evils run them through;

Split all ends up they shan't crack;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

No more may gulls cry at their ears

Or waves break loud on the seashores;

Where blew a flower may a flower no more

Lift its head to the blows of the rain;

Through they be mad and dead as nails,

Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;

Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,

And death shall have no dominion.