Loaf Pan Theology

Well, the real 'Purple Prince' of the cosmos came and quietly and peacefully took away my Uncle Aaron.
I choose to imagine that his death was as it is described in the Jewish Encyclopedia of the much more famous Aaron, the Levite.
"Aaron did as commanded; and they entered the cave, where was prepared a bed around which angels stood. "Go lie down upon thy bed, my brother," Moses continued; and Aaron obeyed without a murmur. Then his soul departed as if by a kiss from God."- Jewish Encyclopedia
My Uncle Aaron just departed, ...

Simply. No fanfare. No bedside vigils, no emergency anything. He just... departed.
Mary called with the 'news,' before nine, on this Wednesday morning.
The forsythia flowers looked brightly cheerful and being in the 'Oleaceae' or 'olive family,' they smiled and comforted with a grafted in promise. She sided with David H. Stern, a Messianic Jewish theologian, in his 'Olive Tree Theology.'  
Simmy went out to the greenhouse to check on the loaf pans of planted seeds.

"Well, my loaf pan challah, aren't you are a good metaphor as well, hmm? Let's hope the seed of Uncle Aaron that will decay in the ground will grow good sturdy plants... out of those wild and untameable children of his."
Simmy's brow furrowed as she remembered what his oldest daughter, Helen, had said at the family reunion.
Helen works in a personal care home and she has a reputation for being greatly loved by the citizens. Simmy had asked what Helen thought was her very best characteristic.
Helen's face had softened and her lips had pursed sweetly and she had looked at Simmy shyly, quietly sincere, and said, "My heart."