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>An Anniversary of Sorts

>My dad passed away seven years ago today. In some ways, it seems like such a short time ago, but in many, many ways, it seems like forever.

There are many reasons why I’ll never forget that day. But one big one stands out in my mind: it was the day that God sent angels to take care of me, my mom, and Richard.

Not angels like the ones you’d think of traditionally – the ones you see in drawings with wings and harps — but angels here on earth that He knew we’d need. People who all showed up right when we needed them, and too many of them to be coincidence.

The first one is my mom’s minister Horace. I was outside the hospital making some calls, and when I came back in, he was waiting at the elevators and we went to the room together. When we got to the room, we found out that Dad had passed — quietly, because he had been in a coma for a few days prior. Horace was able to be with my mom while I went to the nurses station, and he stayed with us for hours afterward.

The next angel who came is my friend Linda. She arrived right after Dad passed and stayed with us until we got everything finished up at the hospital and got back to my mom’s house. I don’t know if I ever told her how much I appreciated what she did for us that day and what she and her husband Jim and son Mark did for us by staying at the house with Oscar during the funeral, but (since I know she reads this) I am now. Thanks, sweetie, and much love.

The other two angels are our choir director Jerry and his wife, Charlise. Dad passed about 4 on a Sunday afternoon; evidently Jerry looked at Charlise about 4 and told her “We need to go to Rome.” They showed up an hour later as we were making arrangements with the funeral home and it was such a blessing to have them there!!

So today is a bit of a somber day for me. Life changed radically when Dad died, and the adjustment has been hard. I miss him so much every day. I want to tell him that I accomplished the goals that he wanted for me: I got my CPA license and I now own my own business. I know he’s watching me from heaven, and I hope he’s proud.

Comments on: ">An Anniversary of Sorts" (5)

  1. >I’m certain that he knows and that he is very, very proud! Hugs to you!

  2. >{{{Jean}}}How could he not be proud of his little girl who turned into such an awesome woman? =)

  3. >He was proud of you before he even left his earthly body. Peace be with you.

  4. >Of course he’s proud of you! That’s how daddy’s are you know.

  5. >Your words touched my heart. To often God takes what we are not yet ready to give to him. I hope time is healing your heart. And you are remembering your dad when he was your healthy dad, smiling at his wonderful daughter.

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