Dad passed away 9 years ago today, at the age of 74. Dad was less than a month away from his 75th birthday. This morning I pored through photographs from years past. While looking through the photographs, I recaptured memories of days gone by. I remembered Dad with smiles not tears.
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This photograph was taken in June 2003 at a family reunion. As Bob and I were getting ready to leave, I asked him to take a picture of my family. I am so thankful that I have this photograph. This is the last photograph I have of Dad, Mom, my brother, Jim, and I.
Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.