A Dream

Last night I had a dream.

Lyle got to come back to life for a day.

I threw my arms around him told him I loved him and wept, he held me and asked me to tell him again. Than he told me he loved me too.

Throw your arms around your loved ones, tell them you love them. You never know when it's going to be the last time you get the chance!

Life & Death

So I love my life. Dispite the trials and tribulations financially that we have faced recently and will continue to face as Duane get's laid off within the next few weeks I LOVE MY LIFE. We have a happy & healthy 2 year old. We have a baby on the way, we have each other and a happy marriage! We may not own our dream home but our little condo is a HOME! We don't go without any basic essentials and although we desire some things we cannot have we have so much more than other people.

BUT with the death of Lyle it has me pondering the meaning of it all. Do we go through life trying to "live" only to cease to exist it a snap of a finger? Where do we really go when we leave this earth? Does our soul still exist and is Lyle watching us from "heaven" and worrying about us? I know I can never phathom all the possibilites that life or death hold for us. But what if an after life really is just something that we grasp onto to make life worth living?

I see beauty and miracles everyday, and I know that there MUST be a higher power...So I guess I need to take comfort in that and know that this life must serve a deeper purpose and that Lyle is serving his purpose right now.

WE STILL MISS YOU LYLE, EACH AND EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY! IT'S SO HARD TO LET GO YOU AND EVEN HARDER TO WORRY ABOUT THE ONES THAT YOU LEFT BEHIND. IF YOU ARE WATCHING OVER US RIGHT NOW MAYBE SEND SOME JOY YOUR SON AND WIFES WAY! WE LOVE YOU!

Lyle Brolund August 9, 1948-August 21, 2010

It's been just over 2 weeks since we received "the phone call". And what started out as a regular saturday morning turned into a nightmare. In my 30 years I have NEVER experienced such pain and sadness, and heart wrenching, gut wrenching tears.

My father in law was a "magical" man not just because he was a clown by profession but because he lit up a room just by his pressence, he made all our worries disapear, he could make our very tempermental son smile in the midst of tears, he loved his wife, and always knew what to say to lighten the mood or make someone laugh! God broke the mold when he made Lyle not because of his large stature but his larger than life personality.

Our lives have moved on, but our hearts will never move on. His memory will live on forver. It's still hard to believe that he will never put his arm around my shoulder again and tell me that everything will work out, that he will not be here to "clown" at Devon's birthday parties, or meet his next grandchild. It's hard to believe that he won't ever hand out Christmas gifts Christmas morning or tell me that something I did was just wonderful! It's hard to imagine making decisions without being able to run it past him and it's hard to believe that I never told him how much I loved him (even though he knew).

Although my husband doesn't believe in heaven I DO, and I KNOW that a man like Lyle is in heaven. He is making balloon animals for all the children who left this earth far too early, he is making the angels laugh, and plotting with God about the next practical joke he wants to play on his family down on earth. Mostly I know that he is there with his daughter Cheryl who passed away too early 15 years ago!

Lyle was a dreamer and lived life to the fullest, he didn't care about what people thought and I never heard his judge anyone for the way they lived there life. He lived a simple happy life travelling with his wife, being a friend and a father to Duane and LOVING his grandson to the ends of the earth. He left this earth far too early and I miss his each and every minute of every day! I never told you Lyle but I LOVE YOU! May you Rest in Peace!