Dad

This last month has been…well, I’m not even sure there is a word to quite aptly sum things up really. The biggest thing really in this last month, was saying goodbye to what may very well be the most incredible man I have ever known. (No offense intended to my husband who is still living, just to clarify) Many years ago, I don’t even remember how many anymore, I met my “Ma” and “Dad”.

The two of them have been rocks in the turbulent storm that is my life. When I was studying for my ACT he gave me a crash course in math(which saved my butt, I’m just saying) When I had no where else to go, they took me in. When I needed a ride, Dad came and picked me up. Then gave me a talking to on the way home about taking responsibility for getting where I needed to go. But he did it because he loved me, even then, all those years ago.

When the time came for me to get married and I needed someone to walk me down the aisle, dad was there, holding my arm and keeping me slowed down from rushing down the aisle. When I needed advice, he had this incredible way of asking me the right questions to get me to the answer I needed. He was there as an example of Gods love, he showed me what it meant for a man to love a woman by the way I saw him love and take care of Ma. He showed me that God will make a way when there quite literally is no way. He helped me to remember that even during times of trial and suffering, there are still people out there who need a touch from God and prayers. He showed me that there is no sacrifice too big or too small for the people you love.

And there came a day when he taught me that sometimes the best way we can show love to our loved ones is to let them go. Little did I know then that the Lord would call them both home less than 14 months apart. But I know where they are, and someday I will see them again. I can never begin to tell you what the world lost the day God called him home.