THANK YOU!!

With everything that has gone on in my life over the past several weeks I have not had a chance to thank all of you for your love and support. You have been AMAZING. There have been so many acts of kindness. Between letters, cards, emails, meals, gifts, hugs, kind words, and so forth, I have been so overwhelmed with your outpouring of love that I feel pretty ashamed that it has taken me this long to say what I need to say....


I am so grateful for all of you and hope you know how much you mean to me. Your kindness has not gone unnoticed.

10 Things About Him

I miss my Dad. Yes, I know this isn't suppose to be easy, but it down right sucks. I will go to call him and realize that he is gone so I hang up. I get a funny email and think how much he will enjoy it and go to foward it just to remember there is no one to read it. I look at my kiddos and think how great it will be to spend time together with him and them this summer and then realize that I need to change plans as he will not be there.

In the midst of all of this I wanted to remember some good things about him so this entry is dedicated to 10 things you might not know about my Dad.

1. He was a helicopter pilot for the Army in Vietnam.
2. He met Neal A. Maxwell while serving on the High Council in California.
3. He loves music but cannot carry a tune.
4. He has 10 grandchildren who are the light of his life.
5. He graduated from college with a bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice.
6. He loves to read and do jigsaw puzzles.
7. He was actively involved in geneology.
8. He was a Mason prior to joining the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
9. He raised cows and took them to the Washington State Fair and won a ribbon.
10. He played the guitar when he was younger.

Know you know a little bit more about my Dad. I love you and miss you Dad.

Goodbye Daddy

Oh how my heart aches! Although I have known this day would one day come, nothing really prepares you for when it actually does. Last night, March 8, 2008, at 11:05 p.m., my Dad took his final breathe and slipped on into the next life. This has led to a day and night filled with pondering. I wanted to share some of my memories and thoughts of my Dad.

I remember how he would tell the story of Chris and I stealing flowers from the Commanding Officer's home when we lived in Fort Irwin, California; or how he would relay the story of when we "ran away" from home because the other kids were not minding Mom. I remember how when he would talk about growing up, he would pronounce Washington .....Warshington. He loved his parents, and especially kept the memories of his mother fresh in our minds. He would relay the tender moments spent learning from them during those many years long ago growing up in Orting, Washington.

My Dad was never one to tell you that he loved you, but he would give you the shirt off of his back and a pocket full of money. He bought you things to tell you he cared. He was never beyond showing his love for his children's spouses or his grandchildren. He cherished everyone of his grandchildren.

Although my Dad was not perfect, he was my Dad and I love him very much. When I got the news that he likely would not make it through the night, immediately Sharman and I packed and packed the kids up to his parents' place. While traveling to Utah my family would frequently call me and ask for a status report. I would tell them where I was and tell them to tell him to hang on that I was coming as quickly as I could. At one point, about 15 minutes North of Ogden I remember telling my Mom that she could tell him if he needed to go he could but if he could hang on I was trying to hurry. Finally, when we arrived at Utah Valley Regional Medical Center, my Mom called again and said, you have to hurry, his vitals are dropping. I walked into his room and there standing around him was Laurie, Tammie (Cory, her husband), Amy, Mom, Chris (Sherry, his girlfriend), and a nurse. Sharman and I walked in and I leaned over and took his hand. I told him I was here and thanked him for waiting. I told him to tell Ben that we love him and that it was okay to go now. Within ten minutes, my Father took his last breathe and slipped into the afterlife to be reunited with my brother Ben and his parents.

As I sit here typing this I feel pretty surreal. I know Dad was ready to go, but it happened so quickly. I still look around at his things and expect to see him and hear him any moment. Dad I love you and and am so glad your passing was painless and quick. I miss you and my children miss you and we can all hardly wait to be together with you again. You are the light of my children's lives and will be forever.

God be with you until we meet again. I love you Daddy.