04/10/2026
Today my husbands family took on a great loss. He was known by so many of us. A great friend, loving dad and granddaddy, the most amazing husband to a beautiful wife, the anchor for the storms. He was a brother, son, friend, and so much to others. Please pray for all. RIP
As my morning came, so did the rain.
Perhaps it is because the old Irish blood runs through my veins that I have always believed there is something sacred about the rain. Today, it feels as though the heavens are crying with us.
A family has lost someone deeply loved. A wife has lost her husband, a part of her heart, her sanctuary. Friends have lost an amazing soul whose presence meant more than words can ever express.
And yet, perhaps the rain is not only sorrow.
Maybe the heavens are shedding tears for those of us left behind, while also crying happy tears for the soul who has finally made its way home.
There are no words that can truly ease the emptiness left by losing someone we love. But may there be comfort in knowing that love does not end when a life does. It remains—in memories, in dreams, in stories, in laughter, in the quiet moments when we feel their presence, and in every heart they touched along the way.
Today, let the rain fall.
Let it wash over the sorrow, carry the tears, and remind us that even on the darkest days, there is a place beyond this life where the soul can finally rest.
May peace surround his family, may strength carry them through the days ahead, and may the love left behind become a gentle reminder of just how deeply this life was lived and loved.
Sometimes, the heavens cry because someone has gone home.
RIP and may God continue to shower comfort and love over your soulmate, best friend, and family. You were surely greeted at heavens gate by not only your son, but by loved ones who traveled before you.
K.M Malar
