Two years.....unbelieveable....

It's hard to believe Daddy's been with Jesus for two years now. I struggle with being sad, with focusing on my loss, with how it would be to still have him here, with why it's unfair that he's not......These are my struggles in spite of the fact that if he were able to talk with me, he would encourage me to look past (or away from) those attitudes.... Here's the meat of the matter. It's (still) hard to let go, so easy to miss him, so want things to be different because he was such a great man. Husband, father, brother, uncle, son , friend, teacher....he made you love him....because he loved you. You always knew he had your best interest in mind and would put you before himself. Because of who he was, the hurt goes deeper, the recovery longer.....and the joy greater. What a blessing. He was gentle and firm. FUNNY and serious. Hard working and....just hard working. He stood firm in his convictions and in his commitments to his family, his church, his friends, but most importantly to his God. GOD IS REAL was his mantra. And he was not afraid to stand behind that truth as he lived among us. It is a blessing to me to know he lived his life for others and then appreciated what God did for him. I am blessed to be his daughter....I am blessed to miss him so..... I love you, Daddy!