Bringing Helen to Bass Lake

Today my sister Laurie and I brought Mom (Helen Daugherty Hostvet) to the home she has shared with Dad (Dale Hostvet) for many, many years. Dad passed away on Nov. 2 and he is missed so very much. We spent some time going through a few of Dad's things and picking up what Mom needs for her new apartment in New Richmond. We shared some tears and drove home with winter weather surrounding us. Once home, we went through some albums that we had found. What memories! There's so much work ahead for all of us going through Dad's numerous treasures.

I found some poems that Mom had written when she was between the ages of 17-19. I'd like to share one of these.

Solitude

This world seems now so peaceful

When the sun hides in the west,

As if when daylight is fading,

Our cares replaced by rest.

All our troubles throughout the day,

Have faded with the sun.

The cool night breezes whisper

And stars light one by one.

And yet, in far off countries

Instead of a haven of peace,

Are heartaches, sorrows, tears,

Blood, fear that will never cease.

So little to gain, so much to lose,

Such a high dear price to pay

the fleeing of years forever

In lives that come in its way.

Oh, we humans are so foolish,

We lose what we love the best

But in the quitness of evening

there's always peace and rest.