My third grandchild was born at the end of April and what a marvel it was to experience her coming into the world. She's absolutely beautiful (if I do say so myself!) and her Mommy and Daddy are proving to be champions at parenting. Not only that, I've witnessed the bond they've strengthened through the birth of their first child and it's inspiring! It leaves me with sweet hope! Hope for a new generation.......
Then comes the other part, My Dad passed away right afterward, way sooner than expected. He was my biggest fan and I'm not sure how I'm going to get along without him.The unconditional love for his children and grandchildren that he learned from his Mom is what I strive for today. He always saw the glass half full but when Bill and Patrick died he was deeply affected. I'm comforted by the fact that he's in heaven enjoying Jesus with them both now! Praise God!
Whenever he left a message it went like this: "Darling Daughter Debi, this is your Dear Ole Dad." I'm really going to miss that!
Love you more Dear ole Dad!
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot; a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to break down and a time to build up. Ecclesiastes 3:1-3