One of daddy's little girls....

As we all already know and feel the loss of someone special today, we've had the opportunity to look back at old photos or reminisce old memories. It's hardly a comparision though, to group those into the last 8 years that we could have had him in our lives. It is because of this that we look to each other and seek sympathy from others when we express ourselves in these moments. In a sense, it makes it feel more real. It has to. For sometimes I find myself wondering where did the last 8 years go? I also find myself in that same moment thinking he's going to walk right back into our lives, like he was never gone. It hasn't been easy dealing with such a loss of this magnitude so early and unexpected. I hurt with the facts knowing my kids will not have him as a grandpa in their lives, but only in memory. I ache that we all have changed in one significant way or another by the circumstances that he left us with. I cry hearing each of our stories, I laugh remembering his humor, and I pray, I pray to better my relationship with God, knowing that I will be spiritually that much closer to my dad that I miss so much!