For those who didn't see my dad's obituary when he passed, I thought I would post this here for you.
Robert M. "Bob" Baker
Baker, Robert M. "Bob" CLIFTON PARK Robert M. "Bob" Baker, 84, entered into eternal rest on Monday, December 12, 2011 at his residence surrounded by his loving family. He was born on April 3, 1927 in Troy, N.Y. and was the son of the late DeRoy F. and Ella Elizabeth Stedman Baker. Bob was a graduate of Mechanicville High School class of 1945 and was a graduate of Simmons School of Embalming and Mortuary Science class of 1964. He was a World War II U.S. Army Veteran. He was a lifelong member of the Mechanicville United Methodist Church. Bob was a NYS Licensed Funeral Director who served families for 36 years at the Gordon C. Emerick Funeral Home in Clifton Park and previously he was employed at the Dunn Funeral Homes in Mechanicville and Stillwater for 20 years, he was also the owner of Mechanicville Monument Co. until closing the business in 2006. Survivors include his loving and devoted wife, Grace M.. Crumling Baker whom he married on September 10, 1966; his loving daughter, Alice (Darrin) Nash of Schenectady; one sister-in-law, Rita Baker of Stillwater. He is also survived by several nieces and nephews. Funeral service will be held at 11:00 a.m. Thursday, December 15, 2011 at the Gordon C. Emerick Funeral Home, 1550 Route 9, Clifton Park, with the Reverend Virginia Deyo, Pastor of the Mechanicville United Methodist Church, officiating. Calling hours to which relatives and friends are invited to attend will be held Wednesday from 6-8 p.m. at the funeral home. Burial with Military Honors will be in Hudson View Cemetery, Mechanicville. At the request of the family memorials in Bob's memory may be made to the Mechanicville United Methodist Church, P.O. Box 429, 7 N. Main Street, Mechanicville, NY 12118, Eddy Heritage House Nursing Center Activity Fund, 2920 Tibbitts Avenue, Troy, NY 12180 or to the Community Hospice of Saratoga, 171 Lawrence Street, Saratoga Springs, NY 12866. Arrangements have been entrusted by the family to the Gordon C. Emerick Funeral Home 1550 Route 9 Clifton Park, New York 12065.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Life Seems To Get In the Way...
Last year I posted that I was going to start to post more. Life just gets in the way sometimes. Over the past few months, a lot has happened in our lives. The biggest thing that has been the hardest to deal with is my dad's passing. Mom and I took care of him at home for a month. Dad passed away on December 12, 2011. Life just seems so empty without him here. I still have the urge to go ask him for advice about my car. Call him when there is something good happening. Wanting him to see me sing in church choir.
Christmas was hard without him here this year. It was his favorite holiday. He loved to listen to Christmas music and would often start to listen to it during the summer. I didn't even feel like doing anything for Christmas this year. We didn't put up a tree, we didn't exchange gifts...none of that seemed right this year. Darrin and I did go out to dinner with Mom, to the same restaurant that she and Dad would always go to on Christmas. Darrin and I went to Christmas Eve service and Christmas Day service at church. Other than that, we just stayed home and I finally picked up my knitting again. I had been working on a dishcloth the night that Dad passed and it stayed on the needles until Christmas Day, when I finally got up the courage to finish it. I know that seems silly, but it was just so hard to pick up those needles and start knitting again. I have finished about 40 dishcloths and have almost finished an afghan since then. I have also crocheted about 10 prayer squares for friends that I pray for and with.
Over the past year, I have kind of pushed my emotions aside. It was easier not to deal with them. Rather than deal with the passing of our 2 cats, I blocked those feelings so I could move on. It was horrible to do that, but I felt that I had to. Winters are always so horrible for us. Last year we lost 2 cats (Bandit and Sasha), and went to about 7 funerals. This year, our neighbor passed away about 2 weeks after my dad. All of the grief didn't hit me until about New Year's. It still hits me in waves. I will be fine one minute and crying the next. Sometimes a song triggers it. Sometimes it is a Bible passage. Sometimes it is a photo or a memory. These days, I just let those waves hit, and deal with it now rather than push it aside until later. Some days I am fine, then there are others where I am a sobbing mess and the slightest thing will make me cry. I will make it through this. It might take me a while, but I will make it through.
Christmas was hard without him here this year. It was his favorite holiday. He loved to listen to Christmas music and would often start to listen to it during the summer. I didn't even feel like doing anything for Christmas this year. We didn't put up a tree, we didn't exchange gifts...none of that seemed right this year. Darrin and I did go out to dinner with Mom, to the same restaurant that she and Dad would always go to on Christmas. Darrin and I went to Christmas Eve service and Christmas Day service at church. Other than that, we just stayed home and I finally picked up my knitting again. I had been working on a dishcloth the night that Dad passed and it stayed on the needles until Christmas Day, when I finally got up the courage to finish it. I know that seems silly, but it was just so hard to pick up those needles and start knitting again. I have finished about 40 dishcloths and have almost finished an afghan since then. I have also crocheted about 10 prayer squares for friends that I pray for and with.
Over the past year, I have kind of pushed my emotions aside. It was easier not to deal with them. Rather than deal with the passing of our 2 cats, I blocked those feelings so I could move on. It was horrible to do that, but I felt that I had to. Winters are always so horrible for us. Last year we lost 2 cats (Bandit and Sasha), and went to about 7 funerals. This year, our neighbor passed away about 2 weeks after my dad. All of the grief didn't hit me until about New Year's. It still hits me in waves. I will be fine one minute and crying the next. Sometimes a song triggers it. Sometimes it is a Bible passage. Sometimes it is a photo or a memory. These days, I just let those waves hit, and deal with it now rather than push it aside until later. Some days I am fine, then there are others where I am a sobbing mess and the slightest thing will make me cry. I will make it through this. It might take me a while, but I will make it through.
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