Another anniversary

One year ago, right about this time, my Dad’s spirit left this world. I was there. I put my ear on his chest and listened to his last heart beats. A few hours before he left I sang “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing” to him. I still feel his presence when I hear this song.

I have realized that the connection Dad and I had during his sickness beautifully demonstrates the unique and special relationship we had all of my life. I always knew without a doubt that he loved and adored me, just as my mom and brother knew as well. It was far more than words that gave us this confidence, rather it was the life and relationships actively lived out.