Wow...my last post was in December of 2018......how my life has changed. I honestly went to my blog to see if I could still access it. I was very surprised that I could!
My dad died on 31 July 2020. He made a very rapid decline at the beginning of July. He was declining in health all along, but July 1 was a major turn for him. He died 17 days after his 91st birthday.
This is him on his 91st birthday. He was born on flag day, June 14, 1929. He was so proud to be born on flag day. My family gathered outside of his home in the afternoon to sing happy birthday to him.
He did not remember everyone who was there, but kept telling me that "Those people must really like me and think I am special." He talked about it for days! He was so tired by the time we left, but it was a very good day for him. It was a good day for all of us.
My heart is so grieved. I know my dad is in heaven with my mom. I know I will see them both again. But I hurt. Sometimes I don't think I will be OK, but I know I will. I know the God who sits on the throne in heaven, I know that He is with me. I know He knows my hurt and sorrow. I know I can face tomorrow.