It was thirteen years ago today, a Monday, that my Dad left me for heaven. What made it especially bittersweet was that he was trying to hang in for a couple more months. You see, my grandfather died at 77, and my Dad was trying to make it to 78. He was short three months-Daddy's birthday was October 18th.
I said some prayers this morning for my Dad,more than I normally had been of late. He had always said to me, just say a prayer for me every day, that's all.
Miss you dreadfully Dad, but will love you forever.
1 comment:
Mar....I totally understand your post...praying and thinking of you today...my dad would have been 89 last week if he were still alive...my dad was very vocal about how he always wanted to live to be 100...We will always miss them! Love you, Juls
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