Hard Times

This is a difficult time for all of us. My dad died on Sunday, November 17, at 2:41 p.m. It was so hard to see him go. It feels like a dream/nightmare that I will wake up from soon. It does not seem real. I truly cannot believe what happened in the space of 3 days.

Just 3 months ago, my father seemed fairly healthy. Just this summer, he took a trip to the east coast to see family and friends. He had such a great time.

Just 8 weeks ago, he went to the doctor and found out he possibly had stomach cancer that metastasized to his liver. He chose not to do any traditional methods for trying to get rid of it. He committed to a juicing style to try to heal himself. He was so strong and disciplined to do this. It was not an easy plan to follow. He did not feel like eating much either...so that made it even harder. He stuck with it until the end, when he could not eat anything at all.

I did not want to see him suffer at all. God blessed him with a fairly easy death. I am so thankful for that. I am so thankful that he did not suffer for a really long time. I did not want to see him go, but if God wanted him in heaven, then I wanted it to be really fast. It was.

We are all living in a type of dream. We know it happened, but it just doesn't seem possible. We will miss him greatly.

Mom has shown great strength. She is stepping right up and doing what needs to be done. I am so proud of her. We want her to take care of herself...because as Cam said, "We need Grandma." I agree!!! We all need her. She is a big blessing in our lives. We thank God for the 47 years that our Mom and Dad had together. We pray that we all are granted at least that many years as well.

Thank God for wonderful parents.