Not sure if I am really ready to write this...not sure that I have my thoughts together!! But, I can't move on to other posts until I get through this!
My dad Harry, died and I wasn't here! I am telling myself it is OK, and really it is.
Dave and I were in Nevada visiting and helping his parents while his dad had surgery. I got a call during the night that dad was in the hospital. At first it was thought he had pneumonia, as the day progressed it was determined he had, had a heart attack. Then things were steady for a bit and thankfully all the kids and grand kids were able to visit, and it was a GREAT visit!!! That night there was even talk about him being moved from ICU. Whew!!!! Because I wasn't able to get a flight out till the next day. A few more overnight phone calls and by very early in the morning it was clear he would never be moved. We packed quickly but, while we were saying our goodbyes the phone rang. I looked at Dave's mom and said "I hate these calls" I think I knew!
Dad had died and it was as peaceful as it could be with family around. I am THANKFUL!!!!
We had a small service for him at the VFW and I would like to share a few pictures!
Dad has just a few John Deere tractors!!! :)
My dad wore this jacket for close to 40 years....we have pictures of him throughout the years with him wearing it.....and my mom did a great job patching it to keep it alive!!
Dad served proudly in the Army and the Air Force and they honored him with a 21 gun salute, taps, and a flag presentation!
The Post commander, Mike Gower saluted the flag!
Presenting the flag to my mom. What an honor. This young man is a wounded warrior, injured in Iraq. He is incredible and a real inspiration! Kind, and PROUD!!
One of the most touching parts of the day was when Lukas walked up to Mike after the ceremony and reached out to shake his hand. His small hand in his gloved hand and said "Thank you for your service" My special little guy makes me proud!
All of my dad's grand kids got up to share stories of him. How special it was. I was 7 when he met and married my mom, and I could write pages of stories about growing up with him! He sure was a character. He had a glimmer, and spark in his eyes like no one I have ever known. I always knew that no matter what....I was loved. Thank you dad for being a part of who I am today!!
"Who can say if I've been changed for the better, but because I knew you I have been changed for GOOD!"
Beautiful thoughts Mary!
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