It's hard to believe that it has almost been three weeks since my Dad went to heaven. He passed away on November 1st. I can not explain the sadness in my heart. My dad was one of my biggest heros. There was not one time that my Dad let me down, he was always there to help me in whatever case it may have been. He taught me so much about life and how to do things for myself. I truly was a Daddy's little girl! I remember trips to breakfast on Saturday mornings and then shopping afterwards. Of course I always got things that I didn't need, but my dad would always say yes! He was there for every recital, school function, graduations, and most importantly he was there to walk me down the aisle. Around the time of my wedding is when my Dad's sickness really started to get worse. I remember my fear of him not actually being able to walk me down the aisle, but there again he did not let me down and walked me down that aisle proudly. I was also able to have that father/daughter dance with him. I remember holding on to him and thanking God that I was able to have that dance with him. Yes I know that my Dad is not in anymore pain and that he is in heaven, but it still hurts like crazy. Yes I have lost people that I love dearly, but it is a totally different feeling when it is your parent. The one who raised me and wanted everything for me. Although I know he is not here and I can not see him I know he is watching over me and my family. I also knew I had faith, but I really didn't know how much I had until the day that I lost my Dad. God showed me that day and in the week to follow how strong it really was. In all the sadness and heart break I knew that last time I saw him or even talked to him wouldn't really be the last time. Yes he is not here but I believe that I will see and talk to him again. God was just ready to take my Dad home. God does have a plan and a time for everyone. I can not wait to share all the stories and tell my girls about their Papa. I am so thankful for all the trips we made down to the valley with Kaylee to see my parents. I am glad that my Dad was able to see Kaylee grow, and then of course tell me that she was just like me when I was little. Kaylee made my Dad smile and laugh so much in the last two years. Yes it bothers me that my Dad was never able to hold Kenzie and I don't have a picture of them together, but he knew she was here. He was able to see her over the computer and see pictures of her. I hope that I continue to make my Dad proud, and that I teach my children all the things that he taught me. Thank you God for blessing me with the greatest Dad!
4 comments:
I am so sorry for your loss Kristy. Your family is in my prayers.
Love you Kristy Kay and he was so proud of his girls and would have done anything for you two!!
I probably shouldn't have read this at work. Just a boohooing. I know he's so proud of you,and I am,too. I love you kk!
Oh my goodness......I'm boo-hooing here.....your dad was a very special man and your faith is amazing! I am so proud of your strength! I had no idea you had it in you to read that beautiful poem. We love you Kristy!
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