Mr. Stewart
Mr. Stewart ended his earthly journey this morning at 4am. Fitting somehow...this is the 3rd Sunday of Advent, Gaudete Sunday...the day when we sing "Rejoice!" He died as he wanted, at home, with his family.
Mr. Stewart was the first in-law, a distinction he took very seriously. Sometimes too seriously. But then, he was a serious man. He was a thinker. Quiet. Where everyone else in the family would greet you with effusion and big hugs, he was the one who hung back a little before offering a subdued "Hey, Lorraine" and a quick embrace.
I don't know that Mr. Stewart was always that comfortable with the family. Given his quiet, serious nature, I think our crazy was sometimes a mystery to him. He liked it but I'm not sure he always knew how to get down with it. On the other hand, I'm saying this about a man who once dressed in drag and danced an Irish jig at Thanksgiving, so maybe he was crazier than he let on.
Here's what I do know: he loved his wife very much. He loved his daughters very much. And he was an awesome uncle. He was the one who would sign on to take all the kids off on some adventure when the rest of the grownups wanted to do anything but.
The last thing we ever did together physically was hold hands and pray. The last thing he ever made me do was laugh out loud for a long time. And ding dong, that's saying a lot.
I've played this before. The Spouse was just shooting random video at a family Thanksgiving. Mr. Stewart and his daughter Hannah, the one who made him a grandpa, were talking about her buying a car. Very mundane, but The Spouse turned it into something else. And somehow it seemed like a fitting tribute. Maybe because I don't have any video of that crazy Irish jig.
Rest in peace, Mr. Stewart. I'm so thankful your suffering is over. You were dearly loved. We'll catch you on the flip side.
Hannah Und Heir Papa
Mr. Stewart was the first in-law, a distinction he took very seriously. Sometimes too seriously. But then, he was a serious man. He was a thinker. Quiet. Where everyone else in the family would greet you with effusion and big hugs, he was the one who hung back a little before offering a subdued "Hey, Lorraine" and a quick embrace.
I don't know that Mr. Stewart was always that comfortable with the family. Given his quiet, serious nature, I think our crazy was sometimes a mystery to him. He liked it but I'm not sure he always knew how to get down with it. On the other hand, I'm saying this about a man who once dressed in drag and danced an Irish jig at Thanksgiving, so maybe he was crazier than he let on.
Here's what I do know: he loved his wife very much. He loved his daughters very much. And he was an awesome uncle. He was the one who would sign on to take all the kids off on some adventure when the rest of the grownups wanted to do anything but.
The last thing we ever did together physically was hold hands and pray. The last thing he ever made me do was laugh out loud for a long time. And ding dong, that's saying a lot.
I've played this before. The Spouse was just shooting random video at a family Thanksgiving. Mr. Stewart and his daughter Hannah, the one who made him a grandpa, were talking about her buying a car. Very mundane, but The Spouse turned it into something else. And somehow it seemed like a fitting tribute. Maybe because I don't have any video of that crazy Irish jig.
Rest in peace, Mr. Stewart. I'm so thankful your suffering is over. You were dearly loved. We'll catch you on the flip side.
Hannah Und Heir Papa
Labels: making movies, my sister Martha Stewart, sadness and woe
cobbled together by Moi at 7:00 PM
27 Comments:
Prayers for his journey on the other side and for the family.
Much appreciated, ID. Thank you.
Big HUG for you and your Family.
My thoughts and prayers on with the family as he takes his journey onward. May we all meet one day on the other side for a grand party of rejoicing.
Goodnight Mr. Stewart.
May the Lord bless you,and keep you.
Hugs back to you, Sage.
Craig & Diane, a grand rejoing indeed.
And He will, Sling. He will.
hugs xxoo
It's all bright ahead
for him...
Prayers for Martha, too, and for you and her together.
Very sad for your entire family but still happy that his suffering is finally over. God bless all.
Deepest sympathies from the right coast side of the clan. I grieve for your loss and the pain you, Martha and the children are and will be going through. But it is a blessing that he's no longer in pain, and that he had his loved ones there and is able to be at peace, knowing he was fully and truly loved.
My thoughts are with you all. Take care of each other.
My profoundest sympathies to all of Mr. Stewart's loved ones and friends.
"Death is that state in which one exists only in the memory of others...which is why it is not an end." (I hope quoting Star Trek: Next Gen isn't out of line, but I've always loved this line...)
Oh Lorraine how beautifully sad and a great tribute. Bless all of you.
Ba Ha Ha Ha (Note no w)
Ya. Condolenses to all, prayers for the sadness, more for the future of all those concerned.
Peace, Love, Harmony and Beautiful Thoughts.
Peace
:+}
My condolences to you and your family.
So sorry again, Rainey...but glad he's at peace.
Hugs back, Pamelamama.
Indeed, Caitlin.
Thanks, Anne. A lot.
For real, JP.
Cuz, we should all be so blessed to go knowing that as certainly as he did.
Thanks, KA. We're all being extremely nice.
Syd, I for one find that to be a most fitting quotation. Thanks.
Thanks a lot, Rosie.
True that, Anonyba. The future will be a challenge for Martha and Co. but they are strong and they'll get through it.
Much appreciated, Random Thinker.
Me too, Rainey. There might be people who deserve to suffer but Mr. Stewart wasn't one of 'em. I'm glad that's over.
Did you see what I did there, MHP? I called you "Rainey". That's funny. Hey, you try thinking of 17 original ways to say "Thanks for all your love and care, you bloggety types".
I really don't have words right now, as my brain is still a bit numb.I do know this, that though my heart hurts not having my Beloved here, I know that he indeed is rejoicing as he stands in the presence of Jesus Christ his Savior, and because He is my Saviour too, I will one day stand with Mr Stewart, being given the grand tour of heaven. Yes, Lorraine is right, he was quiet, really more reserved than quiet, and yes, he was crazier than he let most people see. He did love me and our girls, deeply. Thanks for the many prayers and thoughts during this time, it is humbly. I am honored. Martha
I love you, Sisterface.
As we prepare to celebrate the birht of our Lord, please know that we offer our prayers of healing for you and your entire family. God bless you all.
Lovely. God bless your family.
Thank you for that, MNF.
And you too, Iwanski.
RIP, Mr Stewart. We're praying for your family.
prayers and hugs
Bless you all for having that much love to share. It is one big fat beautiful thing and sad but really wonderful too, to have such connections to celebrate and savor for forever.
I always liked that Scandihoovian flick of yours, but now I actually understand it. (Which immediately plucks it out of the Scandihoovian cinema ouevre or however that's spelled.)
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