At roughly 2am on April 22nd 2012, Edward Rock departed this world and set off on a voyage to a home he dearly loved, but had previously only experienced in snippets.
The journey was one eagerly anticipated. Grandpa’s last weeks on earth were a time of great healing and personal revelation; a time during which fear and any sense of frustration at life goals unachieved were replaced with transcendent peace. Through a series of dreams and visions, the elements of Grandpa’s life were brought into crystal clear perspective. Truths that had eluded him for 90 years were now in sharp focus, truths that brought him both incredible joy and stabbing anguish. These truths were uncovered during hours spent in conversation with a man Grandpa called his saviour and friend. On the outside, Grandpa’s body was being turned, washed and tenderly cared for by devoted nurses. On the inside he was being comforted, released and tenderly corrected by a man whose life divided time.
The great kindness of this man was that he illuminated Grandpa’s mind at a stage where he still had time to repair his mistakes. With hurts that had endured for years finally put to rest, and release from his personal quest to save the world from greed, Grandpa was filled with great excitement at launching into the next phase of his existence. As one friend put it, “he had his bags packed”.
Grandpa’s only yearning was that he could not take his family with him on his journey. As the line between his two realms blurred, Grandpa began making plans to build a home with many rooms, where his entire family could live together.
I look forward to giving Grandpa a big kiss, caddying for him on the golf course that will inevitably be in the backyard, and living out eternity in that house, built in the place where we are all made perfect.