…and enjoy heaven’s golf courses. It might mean waiting for a tee time in Purgatory for awhile, but with this upcoming Saturday being a First Saturday, maybe it won’t be that long after all.
Early this morning, my dad passed away in his home, in the company of his wife and eldest daughter. It was expected, as he had been in hospice care since mid-January. It was a peaceful, happy death.
He was a good man, a loving husband, a father who provided for his family and loved each of us kids as if they were the only one in the world. I am grateful I had the chance to see him last month, when the decision to go in hospice was made. I am grateful I had the chance to tell him I love him before he went. I am grateful that I had had the opportunity to tell him that if I was twice the husband and father I am now, I would still be half the husband and father he always was.
I will miss him.
Please keep my mom in your prayers.