Tuesday, November 10, 2009

My Dad

Two years ago today, at 4:18AM, I received a phone call from Mom that Dad had just died. They had left New York on Monday and driven to California to spend the winter with Mom's family. The day they arrived he died. How can you not question God's timing? Flying to California was not in my calendar for that day, and all of the h*ll my mother went through in the next four months, dragging me and my family with her, was certainly not in my lesson plan book.

But how can I begrudge God spending time with my Dad? He was after all, a great guy. I look forward to the day we are reunited.

I miss you Dad.


~ Lisa @ AbidingThere~ said...

This is such a sweet post. And I love the new picture in your header :) xo

Suzanne said...

I am glad you have such fond memories of your Dad:-)