I haven’t forgotten you. As a matter of fact, I think about you often with memories in my heart that will last forever. And I’m thinking of you today, especially, because it has been five years since you left us. Many times I’ve asked myself whether these past five years have been long, or short. I can’t decide. I just know that I miss you. We all do!
Daddy, you would be amazed at what I am doing these days… what Craig and I have been doing. We are full-time RVers now. Yes, believe it or not, but we are actually living and traveling around the country in an RV! And we travel… a lot. More than we would like right now, but mom misses us and we are headed home to vote and to be “home for the holidays”. My wish is that you could be there, too, but I know you are in a MUCH better place. You will be with us in spirit, though. I know!
I created this blog, Dad, so Mom can keep up with where we are and what we’re doing. She loves the pictures, too! If the truth was known, she lives vicariously through us. You know Mom! Although she has marked a lot off her bucket list, she continues to add to it. And even though I have not had time to update my blog about our travels, I would be remiss if I didn’t get this letter off to you today… a very special day in our hearts and minds.
I think about that day, Dad, when Jesus called you home. It was a sad day. A very sad day and our hearts were broken. It keeps going over and over and over again in my head… the reality of it all. Based on stories I’ve heard, I truly believe you could see and hear us saying our last goodbyes. Thankfully, we all had that chance. Not everyone gets that chance, but I am grateful we did.
I also remember, Dad, celebrating your and Mom’s 60th Wedding Anniversary on Saturday, March 28th, just seven months before Jesus would call you home. Your five children debated how to celebrate. I must be honest, at first I was not “in” on a big shebang, but Marion eventually talked me into it. And then that day came. It was a surprise to you and Mom. A BIG surprise. Mom, of course, was excited, but to see how you reacted to all the fuss and all the people in attendance who were there to celebrate such a milestone was, well, overwhelming for you. The tears that flowed down your face… how choked up you got… confirmed that is probably, by far, the best decision we all made. You cried and cried like a baby. But that’s O.K., Dad. Real men cry! A day I will never forget!
Nor will I ever forget the time we took you and mom to Alaska, Dad. At first, we did not even think you would go. Turned out, you had the time of your life! I watched and could see how you were soaking in every little thing. How you gazed at the beauty… contemplating it all. I knew you were happy, Dad. Happy to be somewhere you never thought you would be. And we were there to experience it with you, on the last trip you would ever take here on earth. No regrets.
Something else I will never forget is when you moved close to me and with that sheepish smile on your face whispered, “Where are we going next, sis?” I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again… little did we all know that your next trip would be to the Pearly Gates of Heaven. But, Dad, you are in a much better place now. You know that now. Much prettier than Alaska, without a doubt. Alaska was just a prelude. No more sorrow. No more pain. No more parting over there! And, Dad, this world… ugh! This world! It is so out of control you wouldn’t even recognize it! It won’t be long before Jesus puts a stop to all this madness and calls us all home. Those who believe in Him, of course! The others will be left to fend for themselves. Personally, I would rather err on the side of eternity in Heaven with Christ than to burn forever in H-E-L-L with you-know-who! All we can do is pray for all those lost souls.
Dad, I just want you to know that Kenneth is still there for Mom and takes real good care of her. He keeps her company so she doesn’t get lonely. We are truly grateful for that. She says it works out just great for the two of them. So, no worries there. Also, I just wanted to let you know that when Kenneth tested for the job he has now, he brought the wrong lens with him and could see absolutely nothing through his mask as he taking his welding test. He carries a picture of you on him at all times and truly believes that you were with him that day. He welded a perfectly straight line and all who saw it was just blown away! They did not know, at the time, that he was welding blindly. He felt your presence and knew, he just knew that it had to be you (?) who helped him pull off such a feat! He was so astonished that he called all of us to share his experience. I just wanted to share that with you. I know you would be so proud! Everyone else is well and doing just fine. We are truly blessed!
It goes without saying that Mom misses you, too. Mom gets misty-eyed and melancholy at times just thinking about you. And, today, as Mom reads my blog… my letter to you… I have no doubt that she will not be able to get through it without tears flowing. But, you know what they say about tears. They cleanse the soul.
My prayer, Dad, my solemn prayer is to see you again. I want to thank you, Daddy, for the memories you have given me… us… something to cling to… to hold on to… while we are apart. Until we meet again, sweet father, I will continue to hold you close in my heart. I can still see you sitting on our back patio, Dad, a place you loved to be. I will never forget!
With much love, your namesake,