Thanks for the memories
This Easter took on a special meaning for me. My husband Charles Craver died on Good Friday, after a two year struggle with dementia. My two wonderful children Alex and Rhiannon gave me great support at the graveside and memorial service. Their spouses and the grandchildren, though not present were with us in spirit. Kind friends saw us through this difficult time. Chuck and I had three happy years together and many adventures in foreign ports. His illness came like the blast of a winter’s wind. But at last that season of pain and confusion is finished. His death was quick, almost a blessing. At the graveside we could see the budding leaves and flowers. I asked that in the programme for my husband’s memorial service a verse from the Bible be recorded.
“For I am convinced that neither death nor life… nor anything in all creation can separate us from the love of God.”