Dear Daddy,
I hope wherever you are now, you have found peace.
I hope the images of WWII that tormented you so much in your last days are gone.
I hope that you can see it in your heart to forgive me for all the times I lost patience with you, because now it is those little things that make me miss you the most.
I would give almost anything to put you on "the bucket" again or get you a waffle "those round things."
I long to sit on a hospital bed with my arm around you.
Because, Daddy, oh my dear sweet Daddy, I love you so much.
I don't think I've ever known such pain or emptiness in my heart.
I wish God would have seen fit to let you wake up one last time before he took you from us, just so I would have known that you heard me say, "I love you."
I wish I hadn't wanted to do things so much when you were still with us, even though I never did them. I wanted such stupid things, like a trip to the mall or to a restaurant. I don't want those anymore.
All I want, is something that I can't have.
You.
I wish the house wasn't so empty and quiet.
Even in your sickness, you filled it with life.
Oh Daddy, my Daddy.
It is so hard to go on without you.
Love,
Andrea
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PS "I Am the One who runs the world. You're here to prepare for Heaven. You cannot make it to the Great Beyond on your own." -Jesus
...and I, as a sinfull mortal, help in this symbiotic relationship: take part in this glorious, Christmas gift; this wonderFULL, Heavenly Kingdom that we may live forever. God bless you with discernment.
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