Interim

I just want to throw out there a huge thank you to everyone who has prayed for, hugged, sent flowers or notes, called, dropped by, or otherwise loved on our family in the past week. I feel so blessed to be loved so deeply and so well by so many wonderful people. This week was all that it needed to be: a time to remember and honor Daddy. Wednesday was hard but special. We were together as a family, only without those brother-in-laws of mine. We spent time at the gravesite, time playing scum, time writing letters to Daddy, time listening to the sweet things said about Dad at the service last year. It is hard to believe a year has gone by - in so many ways the pain is still fresh. But it has, and we are healing - a healing that will take forever but comforts us still. I miss him with all that is in me and know that will not change, yet in the sorrow there is a contentment - a joy lacking in zeal but not in hope - for I know that all God has in store for Daddy, and someday us with him, is greater than the present heartache I feel. Someday, Lord! Someday will come soon. Till then I miss you and think of you always, Dad, and I love you forever.