This post is about true love. Not the love that we see in movies and books, but the true thing. In stories, the couple ride off into the sunset triumphantly. They kiss and the screen fades to black. They live happily ever after.
The stories rarely show illness or death. But those too are part of life and the ending that every true love will face.
This post is a tribute to my great-uncle Bob Paris. He passed away last week at the age of 88. He lived a long, full life. He fought in World War II, flying P-40s in China with the famous Flying Tigers squadron. You can read the full obituary.
This post is not about his heroic service to our country or the countless people he touched in a positive way. This post is about the true love story of Bob and Joyce, his wife of 63 years.
I never saw Bob without Joyce or vice versa. They were a unit in our family. For every event in my entire life, no matter how small, Bob and Joyce would drive all the way down from Xenia, Ohio. They were here for birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, Derby parties, barbeques, family picnics, 4th of July, Easter, Memorial Day, graduations and so on. They were such a permanent staple to our family that I scarcely even registered it. Though he was a dashing war hero, this is how I saw and loved my Great Uncle Bob.
Through his last illness, Joyce was always there. It was like watching a candle flame, burning against the darkness. She was so brave at the funeral, though very still, and she only stood to read some poems that she had written to Bob. I have included one here. Regardless of your faith, I believe it is a true testament to the power of love.
When we fell in love, it will be forever.
The ties that bind us will never sever.
God is the one who brought us together.
The storms of life we will always weather.
Life goes by in such a hurry.
We don’t have time to fret and worry.
Let’s cherish every moment together.
Life on this earth will not last forever.
We’ll be together in heaven above,
Because we’re united in steadfast love.
We both can rejoice in God’s perfect plan,
That he created for woman and man.
Someday among the bright stars we will dance.
Then we’ll continue our loving romance.
God created love to last forever.
So we’ll always be happy forever.
Goodbye, Uncle Bob. Save those dancing feet for Joyce.
8 thoughts on “Among the Bright Stars We Will Dance”
Thank you for sharing this with us, Anna. What an amazing fellow and enduring love. That photo of the two of you is such a treasure – look at the joy! You are lucky to have had him in your life and my goodness, he certainly was lucky to have you in his.
A lovely post. Many hugs.
So, so precious. My “Uncle Robert” was, in fact, my paternal grandfather. He’s been dead now seven years and I still miss him so. very. much.
Such a sweet post! Thank you for sharing from your sweet heart. 🙂
Blessed be, Uncle Robert and journey well. You touched my heart, Anna. If we have faith (of any sort) we believe that we will see each other again and I will ask my dear departed to welcome him with open arms in whatever “hereafter” there is. I thank you for letting me share in this special person. I weep for him and his wife even though I never met them. xx
This is beautiful. I’m sorry for your loss, Anna, it’s really moving that you’ve chosen to focus on the love story ♥
I’m sorry, again, for your loss, Anna.
Your post is a loving dedication to a good man, a good husband and good great-uncle.
I hope as you said once before, that he stays in everyone’s life in the form of butterflies <3
RIP, Uncle Robert.
So beautiful Anna, and Joyce’s poetic words are so true. I firmly believe in the happy forever after…
Anna, this is a beautiful tribute beginning to end! I’m sorry for your loss. It’s a lovely thing to have family like Uncle Bob; I know you cherish those memories <3
What a lovely and moving tribute, Anna. I’m sorry for your loss am sending all the best to you and Joyce, and your family. Thank you for sharing their beautiful story.