Saying Goodbye

Well I have been meaning to post a follow up to my previous post, but this weekend went by so very quickly. Also, most of my readers already heard the story. But for those who do not know, my night with my family at the Cider Mill was very hmm, shall I say boring. I say that with much respect for my family. We did not know half of the people there and there wasn't much in the activities department. I did however, get a nice visit with my brother and sister-in-law.

Speaking of sister-in-law, my other sister-in-law and brother-in-law invited us to a great night of pizza and fun just chatting. My lack of energy kept me from being as involved as I would have liked, but nonetheless it was a really great time (we need to do it again, hint hint!). So thanks for having us!

Well, this weekend was a scary weekend for my brother and family. After leaving our family gathering, he and his wife and two kids were in an accident. Just before entering into Salem they hit a deer near the bypass on Rt. 62. Everyone is unharmed and OK. Unfortunately the car can not say the same. Their van had to be taken away on a flat bed and is totaled. I am glad to know they are all fine, but I am sorry they lost their van. They are praying that their insurance will cover the cost to replace it. I hope that will be true.

As my title states, today my father had to face a difficult situation. My father lost his brother Dick today to cancer. We as a family knew that Uncle Dick had not been doing well for awhile, but it was a bit of surprise to have found out that he passed today. In the course of my lifetime I have only seen my father cry a handful of times. When I opened the door this afternoon to find him standing there I was suprised. But I was more suprised by how comfortable he felt to let down his guard. As I embraced my father to comfort the loss, I could feel him begin to cry. I was reminded of all the times in my life where my father held me and comforted me as I cried. It was difficult to be strong for the man who has always been my source of strength in trials. In a different light, I felt a sense of pride that this was the first place he turned to after getting the news. He received the call at work and came straight to our apartment. I love my daddy so very much. I am glad to have been able to be there for him in this time of great loss.

I want to pay tribute to my uncle. Uncle Dick was a wonderful man. Though I never had the chance to know like I would have liked to, what I did know of him was that he was the most gentle and laid back man. He was always loving and caring and sincere. I have one fond memory as a little girl, crawling into his lap as he and my father talked. I remember the feeling of security as I sat with him and I feel asleep. I remember Uncle Dick comment on the fact that he was suprised that I felt that comfortable. Uncle Dick and his wife Georgie lived in Florida up until just a few years ago. I only had the opportunity to see him a handle full of times after the moved to Florida. I regret not taking the time since their moving back, to not spend more time knowing him. I am sad that he is gone, but I know that we can rest assured that we will see him again someday. We will be attending services Wednesday night and Thursday morning. So I ask that ya'll could be praying for my family as the next few days will be difficult for them.

Well Mike is antsy to get the computer from me so I am going to go. Hope you all have a great night. TTFN