Posted 3/13/2007 5:46 PM (GMT -6)
I've been gone a while, since the end of January. Although my dad had been improving and was keeping up the good fight against the cancer he had, he suddenly developed pneumonia, and went down hill fast. my 4 siblings and I were all able to make it to his bedside on Feb. 3rd. My brother had told him it was time, there was nothing more the docs could do but we were on our way, and to hold on, and he did. He was an amazing fighter. He died that night, once we'd all said our goodbyes. I have the peace of knowing I will see him again one day, and in the meantime I'm sure he's quite busy worshipping his Savior and exploring heaven!
My brothers and sister and I had an incredible time together. It was like we were therapists for each other. The night my dad died we all squished in to my brother's little house, put some air mattresses on the floor, and had a slumber party. We hadn't all been under the same roof like that since I was a teenager. It was awesome.
The funeral was beautiful. my brother Rick shared, and I sang a song my dad wrote after he became a Christian. Because he was a Marine, the Marines sent three reservists over in their dress blues. They played taps, and presented my brother with the flag on my dad's coffin. My dad would've been so proud.
One of the best things we did that week is go through 30 pounds of pictures - (literally - I fedexed them to my sister's house and the box weighed 30 lbs.) There were photeo albums that my dad had, and boxes my mom had. Many of these were photos we had never seen, of my dad as a child, and in the Marines. We put together a wonderful slide presentation set to music of his life. At the end of the service everyone there gathered around to watch the slide show. We then went to the crypt side and people shared what my dad meant to them. All week long we'd been hearing from his friends, far and near about how they loved him, and how much he loved us. It really kept us going that week, as did the kindness of strangers.
I really thought I was going to have more time with my dad - I have a lot of regrets about questions I never asked him, talks we never had. I guess everyone has some issues like that when they lose someone. From what people tell me it gets easier, but it takes a while. I just feel a bit raw now- I have lots of crying spells. One of my pastors told me that he'd heard somewhere that when we cry tears of grief, it released a healing enzyme that is only released through that type of crying. I'm counting on being a lot healthier in the next few months!
The week I got home Jeff and I and our youngest son drove to Pensacola to see our son who is stationed there. We had a wonderful time, other than when Jeff was almost crushed by our car. He was fixing the breaks and had the car up on a jack and had forgotten to set the emergency break. It started to come down while he was under it, and he literally rolled out seconds before it would've crused it. It came down at and angle and injured his shoulders, and the bumper caught his ear as he rolled and tore it to the cartlidge. He had to have 7 stitches to put it back together, and then had to wear a bandage that made him look like he'd had brain surgery. ( We had to have something to laugh at, and he did look funny). He head and face were scraped as the bumper brushed by them. Of course he hasn't heard the end of it from his buddies, but I know the Lord was protecting him (from his own carelessness).
I haven't had a chance to check on very many posts, but I hope everyone else is staying safe and experiencing the same grace we have. I have a few "technical" questions Ill being up in my next post - it doesn't seem right being concerned with my husband's erections after just sharing about how he was almost crushed -