Remembering My Dad


My Dad passed away on October, 27th, 2008. He was 51 years old.
To say that I will always be heartbroken is an understatement. I loved my Dad so much- more than I could ever share with words or images or even tears. I never expected to get that phone call today and honestly when my aunt said tearfully, "There's been an accident", I couldn't have braced myself for what came next "it's your Dad". There are some conflicting reports between the police report and his death certificate but my Dad was in his truck, and it is believed that he had a heart attack and that caused an accident that included 4 other vehicles.
My Dad and I didn't just have an ordinary relationship, it was much more than that. My Dad was the most loving person, ever. He was a nurturer and thankfully, I don't have many regrets... he knew how much I loved him and I know how much he loved my sisters and me (and many other people, too!). Sadly, there is conflict in every relationship and we did have ours but I am so happy to say that we had worked through so much and made amazing memories the few years leading up to this tragedy. I thank God for each and every 'I love you' and every card and letter and even 2 voicemails that I have saved from my Dad. I look forward to seeing him again, in Heaven. Love always wins, always. It holds me steady in the hard times, it gives me strength when I am down and out and it brings smiles and tears of joy when I am happy.

"If ever there is a tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think but the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you."
Winnie The Pooh

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