We've lost a great man...

my Dad. The man who dried my tears, picked me up when I was down, kissed my cheeks and taught me to be the person I am today. I can't get my head around it and don't have many words. I can't possibly convey to anyone what a great man my Dad was...it's impossible. He was a Son, a Brother, a Husband, a Dad, a Pop-Pop and a Great Poppy. He was devoted to his family, his God; a man that words fall short of describing. I was lucky enough to have been raised by the man and was blessed to have him in my life for thirty-three years, but it was still to short.

I know that God welcomed him with open arms. I know that he's not suffering anymore...there is no more pain. Life and death are such a double-edged sword. For my Dad, I just couldn't bear to say good-bye, and yet I knew in my heart that it was the only way for him to find peace. He is with our Heavenly father now, not confined to a bed any longer, but walking tall with a smile on his face. I know that someday my Dad will be there to welcome me and I can't wait to feel his arms around me again.


I don't know who's reading this blog...if any one's reading at all, but if you are and you feel so inclined to send up a thought or prayer for this wonderful man, I thank you and my family thanks you from the bottom of our hearts.

Rest in Peace Daddy...we miss you so much. You'll forever be in our hearts.

"God watched you as you suffered,

and knew you had your share.

He gently closed your weary eyes

and took you in his care.
Your memory is our keepsake,

with that we will never part.

God has you in his keeping,

we have you in our hearts.
Nothing could be more beautiful

than the memories we have of you.

To us you were someone special.

God must have thought so too.
All our lives we shall miss you,

as the years they come and go,

but in our hearts you will live forever.

Because we love you so.
God saw you were getting tired,

and a cure was not to be.

So he put his arms around you

and whispered "Come with me"
With tearful eyes we watched you

suffer and fade away.

Although we loved you dearly,

you were not meant to stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,

hard- working hands to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best!"