Four Years Ago

It is never a good thing to hear your phone ring at 4:18am.  Ours rang at that time four years ago today, and I learned that Dad had died.  Not only did my siblings and I have to cope with that thoroughly unexpected event, it started us on an odyssey of coping with a mother who simply could not handle the death of her husband.  Mom ended up living with us from December 2007-March 2008.  Because of her bad decisions in dealing with grief, she missed Thanksgiving, Dad's funeral, and Christmas that year, instead spending those events in a hospital.  It was not until she moved out  that I was able to simply miss my Dad.  His death had caused the 4 worst months of my life.

Four years ago today.  He has been at complete peace and sitting with Jesus for 4years, and that is a wonderful thing. The grief and resentment have long since passed, now I simply miss him.

God is good.