Thursday, March 20, 2008


As many of you already know, my father, Zeb Shook (Papa) entered the world of spirit early last Sunday morning, the morning of his 63rd anniversary to my mom. His passage was peaceful, very peaceful, and my mom and his brother, along with his beloved caretaker, were with him at the time. I had spoken to him about an hour earlier, and his last words to me were, "I love you, sweetheart." The strength and clarity in his voice were unlike I remember since he became ill over 30 years ago. It was my Daddy's real voice, the one I remember from childhood...the one that Parkinson's Disease had virtually erased over the years. I couldn't ask for a greater gift.

I write this from North Carolina, where my mom, sister, children and I are hanging together for a few days before we all go our separate ways. I have many, many good stories of these last few days to record, but I'll save them until my head clears and my body rests. It has been an amazing time...many love-packed moments.....many stories and moments of life in the mountains told and told again.

I repeat now the words my father always used as a blessing at our table...words that bring me close to him and his sweet, humble voice.....

I am thankful for this day and my many blessings......And I am grateful for the love of friends and family that sustain me every moment of every day.



Joe Davis said...

Hi T,

Great picture of Zeb. I'm glad his pain is done, and I hope your mom is getting along ok. The transition time will probably be a little surreal for her. Great time to come to the farm!!! Wish I could be there in Boone with y'all right now. Hugs to everyone. Miss you.


I AM VERY MARY said...

I love you forever and then some...

Molly Brown-Horvath said...

I am very sorry for your loss, what a wonderful gift your Papa gave you with his last words.

No Person is Ever Truly Alone
by Richard Fife

No person is ever truly alone.
Those who live no more,
Whom we loved,
Echo still within our thoughts,
Our words, our hearts.
And what they did
And who they were
Becomes a part of all that we are. Forever.

With Love, Molly

Michelle said...

I live in Boone, and have a Google alert set up for topics including "Boone NC," which is how I came to view your blog. I really am fond of the photo of your dad's family ca 1935-ish.

My mother's mother died Sunday morning too, 8:45 a.m. in Greenville, S. C. She was to be 91 in June. It is nice to know they are at peace, isn't it?

I recommend Life After Death by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross. It's full of anecdotal information about dying and life after. A quick read, too, and fits in most purses. :)

Tanya said...

Yes, Michelle...There is grace, love, and great peace in passage. Love to you on the death of your grandmother. Thanks for checking in on my blog.