It has been some time since I have written on here. There are thousands of times where I have entered my login and began to type but nothing ever seemed okay and I ended up abandoned ship...But today, today is different. Today I feel like I have so much to say it scares me. Some of what I have to say is happy, some of its the saddest state that I have ever been in.
So today I want to share something with you that I wish I never had to write until I was very old, but sometimes life doesn't always turn out the way we plan it. Have you ever felt like you are in the middle of the street and the world around you is spinning so fast its like its on fast forward. There is nothing you can do to stop it, and then there are those moments that play in slow motion in front of you and you wish anything than to be in that moment. My moment was in August. The moment when the night became long and the tears came fast. The moment I had to say good bye to my dad. My dad lost his fight with his body. He had liver cancer as a result of his sclerosis of the Liver. I wish I had enough room to talk about my dad but that would take me a whole book. So instead I wanted to share with you is something I was writing for a long time. Something I knew I would have to write and read sooner than I wanted. On August 19, 2019 I wrote something for my dad and was blessed to be able to share it at his funeral.
To My Dad,
If I was going to write something for you to understand everything my dad was or meant to us it would take me far too long and far to many pages. But, I am going to give you a small piece and hope its enough.
I can remember when I realized my dad was a superhero.
I was little when my dad raced to help save a man's life. That day my dad helped a man name John Postel out of a burning car. Not so long after, that family became my family. I can remember when my dad was a superhero. When I was sixteen and I got so scared I hid under my blankets. My dad came in and placed his hands around my cheeks and said, "we will be okay." I can remember when my dad was a superhero. I watched him put others' needs before his. I watched him pray constantly for family members, and love and forgive others. I remember when my dad was a superhero. Even in the scariest of times, he gave you a reason to be positive. He always had a laugh and a hug to give. My dad was one in million. He was my prayer warrior, a partner in crime, problem solver, biggest fan, my long drive conversation, my second cameraman, my Clark Griswold. I love the Muppets (my dad knew this) and when Jim Henson passed away they found letters that he had written to people, one of them was to his children. Every time I read it I always have and will think of my dad. My dad always was writing letters or thought down so I want to read it to you.
"First of all don't feel bad that I'm gone. While I will miss spending time with each of you, I am sure it will be an interesting time for me and I look forward to seeing all of you when you come over. To each of you, I send my love. If on this side of life I'm able to watch over and help you out, know that I will. If I can't, I'm sure I can at least be waiting for you when you come over. This all may sound silly to you but what the hell I'm gone. Who can argue with me? Life is meant to be fun and joyous and fulfilling may each of yours be that. Having each of you as a child of mine has certainly been one of the good things in my life. Know that I've always loved each of you with an eternal bottomless love. A love that has nothing to do with each other, for I feel my love for each of you is total and all-encompassing. Please watch out for each other and love and forgive everybody. It's a good life, enjoy it." You see my dad is never gone from me. He is, He is Clark Griswold when I watch Christmas Vacation, on the street of Main St. when I walk at Disney, in the melody of a Frank Sinatra song, and the echo of a worship song as it reverberates the love that Jesus has for us. Psalm 23:6 says, "I am sure that your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and I will live in the house of the Lord forever." My dad always said never ever tell anyone goodbye. So dad see you later and nope I love you more.
Love Always
Me
(Angie)
With my dad gone sometimes, it's hard to navigate life I miss him, but I know for sure where my dad is and I know for sure that I will see my dad again. Until then I will continue to honor my dad with the life that God has given me. Dear Readers, I pray for you and if you have ever lost anyone know that I pray for a sense of peace within your heart. I pray that the good days will start to outweigh the bad.
Until next time my Friends
See you later!
So today I want to share something with you that I wish I never had to write until I was very old, but sometimes life doesn't always turn out the way we plan it. Have you ever felt like you are in the middle of the street and the world around you is spinning so fast its like its on fast forward. There is nothing you can do to stop it, and then there are those moments that play in slow motion in front of you and you wish anything than to be in that moment. My moment was in August. The moment when the night became long and the tears came fast. The moment I had to say good bye to my dad. My dad lost his fight with his body. He had liver cancer as a result of his sclerosis of the Liver. I wish I had enough room to talk about my dad but that would take me a whole book. So instead I wanted to share with you is something I was writing for a long time. Something I knew I would have to write and read sooner than I wanted. On August 19, 2019 I wrote something for my dad and was blessed to be able to share it at his funeral.
To My Dad,
If I was going to write something for you to understand everything my dad was or meant to us it would take me far too long and far to many pages. But, I am going to give you a small piece and hope its enough.
I can remember when I realized my dad was a superhero.
I was little when my dad raced to help save a man's life. That day my dad helped a man name John Postel out of a burning car. Not so long after, that family became my family. I can remember when my dad was a superhero. When I was sixteen and I got so scared I hid under my blankets. My dad came in and placed his hands around my cheeks and said, "we will be okay." I can remember when my dad was a superhero. I watched him put others' needs before his. I watched him pray constantly for family members, and love and forgive others. I remember when my dad was a superhero. Even in the scariest of times, he gave you a reason to be positive. He always had a laugh and a hug to give. My dad was one in million. He was my prayer warrior, a partner in crime, problem solver, biggest fan, my long drive conversation, my second cameraman, my Clark Griswold. I love the Muppets (my dad knew this) and when Jim Henson passed away they found letters that he had written to people, one of them was to his children. Every time I read it I always have and will think of my dad. My dad always was writing letters or thought down so I want to read it to you.
"First of all don't feel bad that I'm gone. While I will miss spending time with each of you, I am sure it will be an interesting time for me and I look forward to seeing all of you when you come over. To each of you, I send my love. If on this side of life I'm able to watch over and help you out, know that I will. If I can't, I'm sure I can at least be waiting for you when you come over. This all may sound silly to you but what the hell I'm gone. Who can argue with me? Life is meant to be fun and joyous and fulfilling may each of yours be that. Having each of you as a child of mine has certainly been one of the good things in my life. Know that I've always loved each of you with an eternal bottomless love. A love that has nothing to do with each other, for I feel my love for each of you is total and all-encompassing. Please watch out for each other and love and forgive everybody. It's a good life, enjoy it." You see my dad is never gone from me. He is, He is Clark Griswold when I watch Christmas Vacation, on the street of Main St. when I walk at Disney, in the melody of a Frank Sinatra song, and the echo of a worship song as it reverberates the love that Jesus has for us. Psalm 23:6 says, "I am sure that your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and I will live in the house of the Lord forever." My dad always said never ever tell anyone goodbye. So dad see you later and nope I love you more.
Love Always
Me
(Angie)
With my dad gone sometimes, it's hard to navigate life I miss him, but I know for sure where my dad is and I know for sure that I will see my dad again. Until then I will continue to honor my dad with the life that God has given me. Dear Readers, I pray for you and if you have ever lost anyone know that I pray for a sense of peace within your heart. I pray that the good days will start to outweigh the bad.
Until next time my Friends
See you later!