On March 7, 2010 my dad passed away at the very young age of 48. This has been devastating to me and my family. He was the rock, heart, and soul of our family. He was such an amazing, kind, and caring person. I have always said that he had the kindest heart of anyone I've ever met. And luckily my brother has that same heart too. I was very proud to have him as my father. He made so many sacrifices for our family that included him being gone a lot for his job. When he was sick, he never complained. When you saw him, if you didn't know he was sick, you couldn't tell. He had a thirst for life, and for his family. He stayed strong for so long because of 3 people: my mom, my brother, and myself.
He very much was a believer. He always read the Bible and was constantly expanding in his walk with Christ. Because of this, I am happy to say that I know he is in Heaven watching down on us. I know that he is in a better place, one without pain and hurt.
For us still here on Earth, it is the hardest thing in the world. I miss my dad, as does my brother. And my mom, she misses her husband and her best friend. We miss his direction, his outlook on life, just everything that he was.
I know people say with time it will get easier. I will never stop missing him, and I will always have a heavy place in my heart.
I love and miss you so much. May you rest in peace with God, and be my angel forever.
My grandparents sent us a beautiful wreath from Maine! It smells sooo good.