I read a wonderful thing about death.
The author bought up the image of a ship leaving for sea. You watch it from shore as it sails off. You wave at the people on board and they wave back. As it moves further away, you can no longer see the people on board but you remain giving the odd wave. The ship gets smaller and smaller. You no longer wave but you stand there watching. Finally it disappears over the horizon. The ship is gone from sight. But you know that it is still there. It’s just that you are unable to see it.
That is what happens in death. The people are still there; it is just that they have disappeared from sight. One is merely unable to see them.
I hope that Dad gives me the odd cell phone call from his ship! He hasn’t as yet.
But I’m waiting!