He's not coming home

It's been 4 weeks since my dad passed away. It's hard to put into words what the past 4 weeks have been like. Shock for the most part. Then busy preparing for his service, while still being in shock. Visiting with out-of-town relatives and eating a lot. I think we ate, to comfort ourselves from grief. Then relatives left and we said our goodbyes...to them and to my dad. And all the while, It never really felt like my dad had died. I felt like he was on one of his 3 week long trips to Hawaii and would be returning soon.

Well...I realized today, after booking a trip for my mom and I to go to Hawaii, that my dad is not coming home. He's passed on. It is finally hitting me that I have lost my father and I truly miss him. This trip to Hawaii is going to be a hard one for my mom and I. We will be returning to the condo they own, to take care of a few things. It's going be heartwrenching for her to return to a place that she and my dad spent a lot of time at. Many happy times and good memories. I will continue to support her and give her the strength she needs to make it through this trip. I will in turn, get my strength from the Lord, who has been carrying me without fail, through this tragic time. He continues to answer my prayers and to teach me about patience. I will continue to rely on him fully for my everyday prayers and needs.

Please pray for my mom and I, as we take this trip. Pray that we remember happier times, more so than sadder times.

I miss my dad more than words can say. I realize now he's not coming home and I am starting to feel the grieving process coming my way. I hope I can still be of comfort and strength to my mom as I now grieve for a man who made sure we knew the importance of family.


faith patience and hope...all will be good in the end