Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Fathers day

I wish Heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again. I thought of you today, but that's nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and the day before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms, I have you in my heart.

I know I printed this once for my Mom, but it also applies to my dad. The greatest man that ever lived. I love you dad.

I dont think I ever mentioned this. But when my dad died, he came to say good bye. I was sitting at my computer, (planned to go visit my dad later that afternoon). My daughters dog was sitting near me at the computer. I heard someone walking up my walk way, (my front door was open). I yelled to my son, who is at the door. Mira(my daughters dog) all of a sudden her hair stood up on her back and she was looking down the hallway near the front door and she crouched a bit and started barking. I went to the front door to see who was there. I asked my son who was at the door. He said no one. I looked at him and said, I heard footsteps. So I went outside looked around and no one was there. I was really astonished. I would have sworn some one came. I went to the computer and laughed to my son, we need to contact Ghost Hunters, I think Mira is a ghost chaser. I just sort of laughed it off. But, it bothered me. Later on, my daughter came home and I retold the story to her. She laughed at her dog.

Later that day, maybe 2 hours later, I called my dad to see if he needed me to stop off at the store for him before I came over. No one answered the phone.  My dad was hard of hearing, so I called again in a couple of minutes and let it ring forever. He didnt use an answering machine. I told my daughter, my dad isnt answering the phone. She and I both looked at each other and immediately panicked. We drove over (he lives(d) about 5-10 minutes away). The entire time driving there, I was calling. Trying not to allow the panic to engulf me. We drove up to his house, he lives(d) on a hill. As soon we got out of the car, I could hear the TV, he listened to it loud. So, I get out and Ash starts to run to the house, and I said, Ash, the TV is on so everything is ok, dont scare him running in. So we, both walk in and find him in his recliner, and he was gone. I called 911, the paramedics came and said there was nothing they could do, in fact he passed away about a couple of hours ago. Between sobs, Ash and I looked at each other and instantly knew it was him.


Mom to the Fourth Power said...

Wow, Gracie... that gives me goose bumps. It must have been hard to find him. I can feel how much you miss him. I bet he's so proud of you! I bet he'd want you to know how much he loves and misses you.

I hope you enjoy this day, even in missing your dad. We can both celebrate our fathers!!


Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing, moments like this are powerful. What a beautiful story, however chilling - it was just him visiting and saying goodbye. You now have an *angel*, be blessed!