Up early this morning like every morning, outside the sky was looking like it wanted to rain, just like the day Dad passed away, and that was seven years ago today. How can it be seven years? Sometimes it feels longer and other times it is still like just the other day.
He loved us three girls and he equally loved all his grandchildren. Dad was the glue that held our family together. We are not the same family without him, so much has changed over the last seven years, and not alot of it is for the better. He would be saddened at some of it. But he would be very proud of all of his grandchildren and he would so have loved his great grandchildren.
It is raining quite heavily outside now, just like it did on that day. Is this a sign from you Dad? You are on my mind today and every day. Thanks for being the good dad, a real father. Until we meet again.
I found this funeral poem last night and it is beautiful so I am going to share it.
He is gone
You can shed tears that he is gone
Or you can smile because he has lived
You can close your eyes and pray he will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what he would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.