Stephen R Pohlit, Sr. – My Dad – On September 3, 2012 We Lost A Wonderful Man

Stephen R Pohlit, Sr. My dad was born and raised in poverty.A small community not far from where one of the 911 planes went down. As a boy I traveled with him to visit his mom and the only bathroom was the outhouse. I could never figure out  how two parents and 9 children ever lived in that small place. Today I cannot figure out how two parents and four children ever lived in the home where I grew up which was not much bigger. We had running water and there were 5 less people . Of course we were not at the poverty level…we thought that is how most people lived.

There was land where my dad grew up and he would show me what he did on that land as a boy. He  told  me the stories of playing basketball and helping his dad who worked in the mines. When I reflect on his stories he was always helping his parents, a sibling a relative, friend and strangers.

It took some time to appreciate the dimensions of this man who always focused on the family and always served…he served in WW11 in the Air Force and for over 20 years on the Johnstown Pa police force. He really served everyone he touched…and everyone loved this man…especially me and all his children.

What my dad loved was his wife, his children and he absolutely adored this song

In late July I traveled to visit my dad who had been in nursing home care for only about 3 months up until the day I arrived. On that day …the day I had thought I would be visiting him in a very comfortable setting, he was moved to a hospital. That day on my arrival I learned along with my brothers of  additional health complications.

All of this was happening fast. Until May 15th he was living on his own and doing a fine job of taking care of himself. Three months later all of that had changed and he knew he would no longer be able to be on his own. When I visited with him I also felt he knew the time remaining for him was short.

We laughed, we hugged and I told him I loved him. He told me he loved me and those are not words that he said much throughout his 92 years on this earth.  He didn’t grow up in the era of saying I love you to his children….but we knew…we never doubted it.  I felt the next time I would see him, it would be for the service to honor his physical body in its resting place.  I remembered my mom left in September a year ago and I had the feeling my dad had decided he would join her. They had been married 62 years.

My dad leaving was very different for me than my mom. I suppose since he had been doing so well up until the last couple of months, I hadn’t really focused on him transitioning.  With my mom, I knew for quite some time that leaving here was only a matter of time.  For the family she gave us the trial runs a number of times. My dad didn’t. He just got ill then weak and in a short period of time left us.

Both my parents demonstrated no fear of death. I am sure that had to do with their strong faith. My faith evolved from theirs. I observed both of them experienceing the passing of a lot of relatives and friends. Their life moved forward, never stuck on what was no longer here.  Thinking about it I never asked either one of them about their feelings of seeing so many people leave. I wish I had asked and had that discussion.

By their example I knew there was more to all of us.  With my mom’s impending passing I really began studying the physical and the non-physical. In doing so I was able to celebrate her passing. Her quality of life in my eyes was not that positive and had not been for quite some time. However, she was not leaving and she had a reason for that. I suspect I know but that is only a guess as only she knows. That studying also diminished the rage I still carried for my sister leaving at a very early age. I was able to understand more and forgive.  Is all of that released? No but I am working on it.

When  my sister in law called me on Sunday to say dad was weakening and may not make it through the night, I was stunned with the realization of what was happening. Then I turned to my favorite resource Home With God by Neale Donald Walsch.

That book was the foundation for what I wrote and delivered at my mom’s funeral . That book reminded me of the physical and spiritual cycle of Essential Energy… God manifesting in the physical plane and transitioning to the Energy Essence plane. I knew I was intended to allow myself to feel the pain of the losing my dad’s physical self  and honor the joy of spiritual oneness my dad was now experiencing. His suffering, his humiliation of having all parts and functions attended to by others was over. I am grateful for all who have helped him and especially my brothers and their wives who have done so much in the months leading up to his transition.

I am blessed to know that he has been at peace and not in pain. If you knew him like I do you would appreciate the message  that my dad  is the greatest demonstration of being so happy with  where he is with life ..every part of it ..as a boy..as a serviceman in the Air Force ( which he has continued to talk about with such pride all his life) as a hard worker, and most of all a husband and father.

I was with this man following a very serious accident where we both survived and with him and my mom when the they lost their only daughter and I lost my only sister who was closest to me biologically and energetically. My dad’s presence and posture during those times is a great example for me ..the only sibling to have those experiences he demonstrated how we are intended to navigate life.  Dad would say, “we will do what we can do and leave it up to God”

My dad leaves me with the most profound images of how we are meant to enjoy this life.  It took me a long time to recognize this. I could say I wish I would have understood a lot earlier. My dad would say…you gained the understanding and that is what is important. Now it is  my opportunity to carry on the legacy of my dad. I accept and I am focused on doing that and will have him with me as I too go forward and be more like him.  Like him, I  will demonstrate what marvelous things happen when you move outside of yourself and love life and all the life in all.

….and oh how I miss that man and just knowing he was always there.

Steve

Author: Steve Pohlit

Independent BEMER Distributor Real Estate Investor Business and Real Estate Coach, Consultant Professional Speaker, Author

0 thoughts on “Stephen R Pohlit, Sr. – My Dad – On September 3, 2012 We Lost A Wonderful Man”

  1. Steve I am so sorry for your loss, May God give your the strength to carry this burden,
    You know have two Angels up above looking out for you and yours, by all means speak with them anytime you want, and through signs you will always get answers.
    May God Bless and Keep You during this and all other times. Amen

  2. Steve,
    I have just read what you have written about your Dad, and I have prayed a Catholic prayer, for the repose of his eternal soul according to my faith.
    I also pray that God grants you and the remaining members of your family the strength and courage to bear this loss. May his teachings and life be a source of strength to you.

    Joe

  3. I am so sorry for your loss. This is such a beautiful tribute to him. It’s very heart-warming for us to read all that you have shared. A huge hug back to you with all the love you are always sharing with us. (:

  4. Thank you Steve for sharing this wonderful story. How I wished I had met him, and your mom. Both beautiful people as are you.
    My own father passing put me on my own spiritual path and I always say out of every cloud comes a silver lining. You have inspired me to write the next chapter in My Story on my website. Thank you.
    With love and light
    Anne Marie x

  5. so sorry stephan for your loss , its very sad, im sure both your parents ae now watching over you and are very proud, it reminds me to tellmy dad how much i love him too, he is also a man who isnt very expressive and for some reason i find it hard telling him directly still dont know why although im sure he knows how much i love him, god bless you

  6. May you be blessed in this time of awareness and feel the comfort that comes from Source. May you feel love and please know that our thoughts and prayers are with you in this time. Namaste

  7. Blessings Steve! Even though it was not a common thing for him to express his feelings, I feel that he is very proud of you and if he saw/sees how you handle his transition he would be/is even more so. Congratulations on your journey and for having the strength to arrive to this time in your life. Allow the pain in your heart. When you are alone and it hurts on every breath, accept it, feel your heart expand from the pain and with each breath out push as much pure love out from your heart and from your being as you possibly can onto your environment, all the life it reaches, the world and into the Universe.

    My heartfelt condolences and loving support.
    Krisztina

  8. Thank you for sharing your deepest thoughts of a wonderful man. My prayers are with you and your family during this time, as I know when the head of our lives leaves us to go Home, it leaves a huge mark on our lives. As you journey through the new days of your life I leave you with this, my thoughts for sending my loved ones home, As I know you loved me, taught me wonderful things to grow into the person I am today, May you always be an Angel looking over me in the Army of Angels God has around me. I do believe strongly they never leave your side, as I have many reasons why I say this, they are always with us to help us continue our journey.

  9. Your tribute to your dad brought a smile to my heart and a tear to my eyes. You are already carrying on his legacy of love by simply being who you are and doing what you do.

    May the God of the Universe be ever gracious to you and yours as he guides your dad on his journey through the Universe, and may He keep us all forever in His Sacred Circle of Love.

    I will hold you in meditative prayer.

  10. I am so sorry to hear this. I lost my mum in June. Please know you and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
    Hold dear the good memories.. Share them often.

    A beautiful tribute to your dad.

  11. Steve:
    I’m sorry about the loss of your Dad. Your story is very touching. Your parents did a good job raising you. Your writing is full of love.
    Joan

  12. You gained the understanding and that is what is important……I Love This!!!!! So very precious your mom and dad….you are such a beautiful part of them and I am so blessed to know you and love you. xoxoxo

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