It's been a long time since I've really blogged what's been going on. If you even check on my blog, then you probably already knew that my dad passed away October 4th at 2:15am. We had his graveside service last friday and the memorial service was at HCC on that saturday. The Church was packed and the service went very well. The reality that my dad is gone has finally hit me, during this last week. Little things like saying i'm going to call my parental units and then rephrasing it to, i'm going to go call my mom. After a year of dad being so sick, i'm very thankful he's finally Home but still it's hard because i miss my daddy and am sad that my mom is alone at home.
I knew that someday it was very likely that one or both of my parents would go Home before me. It was a hope that it wouldn't be before a lot of stuff in our life happened such as giving them grand kids. I knew my dad would be an awesome grandpa.
But now i look back at what i've written and this is the reason why i had a hard time blogging over this last year. I don't want to seem ungrateful for everything the Lord has blessed us with during this last year. I'm very thankful that dad was able to be healthy during the time that his girls got married back in 2004. I'm thankful that they've been diligent about getting things payed off and a lot of house stuff updated, so it's not a burden for my mom to have. I'm thankful that the church back home was so encouraging and helpful with my parents this last year, so my mom was able to take time off and take care of dad. I'm so very thankful that they're surrounded by handy people who were able to do so much around the house they didn't have to hire out for people they didn't know. I'm thankful that we still live close enough that we were able to spend some quality time with dad before he passed. I'm thankful that the job i have prepared me to see dad in such a needy place physically.
I'm thankful that we got to see such an awesome example of a godly marriage, how hard times can bring the best of marriages even closer.
We saw a t-shirt the other week that said, "Live your life so that the preacher doesn't have to lie at your funeral." That has stuck with me during these weeks because i know my dad did. He was not perfect by any means but he was a man who truly loved others and put other before himself. Go ahead and click here if you want to get to know a little more of what my dad was like from my perspecitive and what i said at the memorial service.
Thanks for reading all this. :) I wanted also to thank all of you who have been such an encouragement to me during this last year. :) ....
