Two years ago today, I said goodbye to my dad as I watched him take his last breath. It has been a hard two years...many changes. Changes I wish he could have witnessed with me. It's only human to mourn the death of a loved one...and still grieve after 2 years...but I'm also rejoicing because I know he knew Jesus and that he is in a better place. Heaven....dancing on streets of gold, with my brother Herbie...no more pain...surrounded by peace & beauty.
Photo of my Dad in his younger days...I believe this was early 60's. He was a handsome man.