Today marks 17 years since my dad passed away from cancer. I can't believe it has been that long. I think about him all the time. There will be a song on the radio, somebody says something that brings back a memory, I see my brother (who looks so much like my dad), hear a guitar (my dad spent hours playing his guitar), or hear a joke he used to tell. There are so many moments, events, celebrations, etc. that he has not been a part of over the years. This makes me sad. I remember his laugh, smile, how little kids just brightened his world. How I wish he were still here to experience all his grandchildren.
I am thankful that my dad accepted Christ as his Savior 5 days before he died. After years of prayer my dad finally surrendered and is now in heaven with his Savior. I am blessed to know that I will see my dad again one day. Until then I will hold him close to my heart. I love you dad and miss you very much!