Your words are well spoken here; its’ been 19 years this past May since I lost my father and it still hurts every so often to think about that loss. but I also remind myself that just as I loved him as my father – and as my friend – in this life, one day in the future I’ll be reunited with my father in Heaven…and that reminder is enough to tide me over.
Father’s Day is fast approaching. Though dad has been gone for fifteen years I don’t hesitate to love it and embrace it. I’m sad that my father isn’t here to celebrate, but he’s my dad to celebrate. Whether he’s here, or in heaven, or somewhere else. There’s only one place you would leave heaven for and that would be Ireland. I can imagine him heading over to Eire with his own father, who always wanted to see that lovely piece of heaven on earth.
When dad died very unexpectedly his eight off spring converged upon his home. We stayed together for a solid week. And prior to the funeral you would find any one of the eight of us hidden off in our own space to write our memories of dad. Memories to be read at his funeral.
I’m surprised I remember, that the day of his funeral was…
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