Saturday, February 14, 2015

IN MEMORIUM

This past Thursday my dad died at the age of 96 after a rapid decline that started only a month ago.  Up until then he had been doing well with Assisted Living, well loved by the residents and staff there.  He was truly amazing!

All who knew him will remember him most for his sense of humor, constant smile and friendly personality.  Wherever he went, he looked for ways to be helpful and positive, with never a complaint.  I consider it a blessing and a privilege to have had him in my life for so long.

We are all sad, of course; but the one who is feeling the loss most is our youngest grandson.  He was recently bragging to his friends at Kindergarten that he had a great-grampa who was 96.  My dad was here for Christmas, walking into our house on his own and eating dinner with all 12 of us around the table.  I'm so glad he was able to be here for one last family gathering, leaving a happy memory of that special Christmas, especially for his youngest great grandchild.

We look forward to the day when God "will wipe away every tear from (our) eyes, and death shall be no more..."  (Rev. 21:4)




3 comments:

Bonnie said...

God bless you and your family.

Jeanne said...

My heart-felt condolences to you, Doris. How wonderful you had your dad with you so long...

Linda J said...

Sorry for your loss. Prayers that the many happy memories will bring you and your family comfort.