I wanted to let you know that you have had a profound effect on my life by reading your blog and learning the heartbreak you have been going through. I lost my Dad last Friday morning and buried him this afternoon at 2:00pm, he would have been 85, Nov. 7th. He died a quick death. Through all the arrangements I thought of you and how lucky I was that my Dad was not suffering. As selfish as it sounds, it gave me strength. I wish you could have the relief that I feel. Sandy, I don't know what to feel about this. Friday and then Saturday at the visitation, during the time that we had alone with him, I had my time of "I can't handle this" but when it came time for people to pay their respects, it was like I was another person, thanking everyone for coming and not shedding a tear. Then again today his church had a dinner for us before the funeral and it was like (what's wrong with me) for not crying my eyes out. I am not a strong person, my brother who is 6 years older than me has had a harder time than I have. Now I feel guilty that I didn't react the normal way that a daughter does when she loses a father. Does that make any sense to you.
Oh, Linda, I am so sorry, but at the same time, I wish the same thing for me. Every day I pray that God will just take him today. I so hope that my strength will show up when the time comes because right now I am just a crying pile of mush. My brother is 6 years younger and he has been a saint. Thanks for your prayers.
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I wanted to let you know that you have had a profound effect on my life by reading your blog and learning the heartbreak you have been going through. I lost my Dad last Friday morning and buried him this afternoon at 2:00pm, he would have been 85, Nov. 7th. He died a quick death. Through all the arrangements I thought of you and how lucky I was that my Dad was not suffering. As selfish as it sounds, it gave me strength. I wish you could have the relief that I feel. Sandy, I don't know what to feel about this. Friday and then Saturday at the visitation, during the time that we had alone with him, I had my time of "I can't handle this" but when it came time for people to pay their respects, it was like I was another person, thanking everyone for coming and not shedding a tear. Then again today his church had a dinner for us before the funeral and it was like (what's wrong with me) for not crying my eyes out. I am not a strong person, my brother who is 6 years older than me has had a harder time than I have. Now I feel guilty that I didn't react the normal way that a daughter does when she loses a father. Does that make any sense to you.
My prayers are with you as always.
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Oh, Linda, I am so sorry, but at the same time, I wish the same thing for me. Every day I pray that God will just take him today. I so hope that my strength will show up when the time comes because right now I am just a crying pile of mush. My brother is 6 years younger and he has been a saint. Thanks for your prayers.
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