The Write Gal

This is my Dad who died exactly one year ago today. I can’t believe a whole year has passed since his death. It seems like yesterday. I was so happy when I found this photo recently on my SD card. It reminds me of my Dad and is exactly how I want to remember him- happy and healthy.  He does not look sick from all of the chemotherapy he had to take for his non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.  This photo was taken at The Little Write Gal’s 8th birthday party in August of 2008. 

Everyone has told me that the pain of his loss will get better over time.  I disagree, at least so far. It has been a year and the hole in my heart has not gotten smaller. Maybe what they meant was that I wouldn’t cry every day.  The tears have stopped coming on a daily basis now, but there are days when I just can’t help crying.  There is a day that doesn’t go by that I don’t think about him or wish he was here.  I still can hear his voice in my head and I hope that never changes. Maybe this next year will be less painful. I hope so.

I know my Dad wouldn’t want our family to be sad.  He would be amazed at my mother’s courage, and I know he is still proud of my sister and me.  If your Dad is still living, please give him a hug for me today.  Cherish the time you have together on this Earth.  I can’t wait for the day I can see my Dad again when I get to heaven. I LOVE YOU DADDY!   ♥

Today would have been my Dad’s 67th birthday.  It is so hard trying to live without him.  He passed away in January from complications from leukemia.  If you missed my post about his death you can read it here. 

This is one of my favorite pictures of my parents. I love it so much. I know it’s a little early for Christmas, but this picture makes me smile every time I see it so I thought I would share.

Happy Birthday to a great man and an awesome Father!

My wonderful Dad passed away on January 28, 2009 from complications resulting from leukemia. He was 66 years old. I wanted to dedicate this post to him, the greatest father a girl could ever ask for.  That little baby he is cradling in the picture is me at 9 weeks old.  My Mom wrote a caption on the back which is very fitting- “Two Peas in a Pod.”  That is how I will always remember him.

He was so proud any time someone commented that we looked alike (we did) and he always told me that looking at me was like “looking in a mirror.”  I don’t think I will ever look at myself in a mirror again without thinking of him.  I remember how proud he was of me the day of my college graduation, my wedding day, and the day my daughter was born.  Those are memories I will treasure forever.  He told me many times that my Mom was his “best friend” and that he loved his “girls” (my Mom, my sister, and me) more than anything.  He was a loving grandfather to his three grandchildren who called him “Pop Pop.”  Whenever I needed him he was always there. He used to call me “Green Beans” because he said that I loved them so much as a baby.  He still called me that even now. 

I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in Heaven at last.

                          -Author Unknown

I love you Daddy,