31,536,000 seconds…525,600 minutes…8,760 hours…365 days…52 weeks…12 months…1 whole year of my life without you Daddy. In some ways it feels like 10 but in others I swear it was just yesterday when you took your voyage to Heaven. Oh, how I miss your laugh…your silly jokes…your comfort…your prayers…the touch of your hand…your hugs…the kisses you always put right on top of my head. I still have the videos I took during some of your last weeks here — just to be able to watch your chest rise and fall with each fleeting breath. I miss you SO MUCH and it kills everything within me each time I re-realize you’re never walking through that door again. You know “they” (whoever they may be) say the first year is the hardest…is all of this just supposed to magically disappear? Because somehow I still have the disbelief I had when you took your last breath and the pain is just as sharp and as gut wrenching as that first night I had to go to bed without saying goodnight to you and having your eyes sparkle as you nodded your head, winked, and tried to air kiss around all the tumor. I don’t miss those horrible tumors but I sure do miss you more than I could ever put into words. I hope you’re proud of me. I’m ready anytime you want to talk Him into letting me come!
Love you always and forever!
Your Baby Girl
A verse to one of his favorite hymns…
“To that old rugged cross I will ever be true,
its shame and reproach gladly bear;
then He'll call me some day to my home far away,
where his glory forever I'll share.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it some day for a crown.”
…and he has done just that. Thank you, Jesus, for Heaven!
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