Day 294 – In Memory…
Two years ago today, my Daddy was taken away from me and escorted to the gates of Heaven. The sadness and emptiness seem even worse today than the day I received that fateful phone call. I didn’t get there in time, and though he knew I was on my way, I still sometimes blame myself for not leaving for NC sooner that day. For not asking my brother to let me talk to him, if only for a minute, so I could tell him one last time that I loved him. For not being there with my brother as he watched our Daddy leave this world.
I know that all things happen for a reason and that God has everything already planned out. But that doesn’t make me less sad, or less lonely, or less scared. That doesn’t make me miss him any less. That doesn’t allow my daughter to see her Poppy grow old, or allow him to see his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I don’t understand it, not at all. But I must have faith in my God that He is in control and that He is taking care of me and my family.
Daddy was given a full military funeral because he served in the Korean War. I was so proud that he was honored in that way, but watching the ceremony and having that honor guard give the flag to me was definitely the saddest moment in my life to date. Today, Daddy’s flag is proudly displayed in my home. And recently, I added the “Hero” Willow Tree figurine.
I love you Daddy, and I miss you every day.