When Dad died a year ago, I was certain I wouldn't live through the night. How could life go on without Ben and now Dad? I just knew I couldn't go on. But then the night came and in the morning the sun rose and so began a new day. Each day this same trend occurred until here we are a year later. It seems so surreal. I can still see Dad in my mind's eye sitting on the couch in the entry room of his home talking with me, Amy, Laurie, and our kiddos. I can see the crows feet lining his eyes as he smiles while his grandchildren run around yelling, "Papa, watch this...watch me!" He truly delighted in each one of the grandchildren and they knew he loved them with all of his heart.
I am really grateful for my family. This past year has been very difficult and tried us to the very foundation, but it has not changed my love for each and every one of them. How I hope that one day we will all be together again watching our children and their children and their children run around shouting, "Hey, watch me!" It is truly one of the greatest things our Heavenly Father has ever done. Family....It really is what it is all about!
