goodbye, dad. i cannot fathom the fact that i will not see you again here on earth. never again. how does someone live their life after death? my poor mother.
it was what i feared. i was awoken by my phone ringing at 1:56 am this morning. “mom’s cell,” the phone lit up. i knew what she was about to say. the words a mother never wants to tell her children. he passed away. and with that my life has changed drastically. i will never see him again. how could i sleep after that? i lay there in bed trying to think of every memory i have of him. praise GOD there are too many to count. the few photos i have of him, shown above, do not pale in comparison to the amount of memories i have of this kind, quiet, humble man. a true servant of Christ.
goodbye, dad. i know i will see you again.