Pappy

Pappy

Hi Pappy,

It has been one year since you went to be with Jesus.  I miss you.  I miss your voice.  I miss your harmonica.  I miss your laugh.  I miss playing bumper bellies with you.  My girls talk about you a lot, even after all this time.  I am so glad that they remember you.  We have your picture on our fridge and they like to look at it.  The girls sing silly rhyming songs all the time, just like you did.  We were at your house not that long ago and it was strange to be there without you.  We went to see your gravesite.  I know that you don’t care, but I pulled the weeds…it made me feel better.  Seeing all the weeds there just didn’t look right.  I miss you Pappy and I love you.  See you soon!

4 thoughts on “Pappy

  1. Today is the day that I held your hand dad and said, “Dad, I’m holding on to your hand and Jesus is holding on to your other hand. I am going to let go and let Jesus take you to that beautiful garden you saw not so long ago. Don’t be afraid. I love you.” Then you slipped into heaven with the one who gave you everlasting life. It is so different without you and mom has hard days but she is trying to make sense of being alone without you. I’m also honoring your promise thqt I would take care of mom. She wants to stay in her own home so I’m trying to make sure that she can do that as long as she can. We all miss your great laugh and when I am home, I miss sitting on the porch with you to have cup of coffee and talk about the good ole days. But I’m very sure that you are enjoying a life that all of us will one day understand and enjoy with you. You are still alive in our hearts and we see your ways in these little children who remember their pappy. Today we honor you by remembering your life.

  2. Today is the day that you went to be with Jesus. It is also the day that we brought your 5th great grand child home from the hospital. I remember the moment so vividly. I was sitting on the side of my hospital bed, holding Joshua and talking through my discharge instructions with the nurse. My cell phone rang and it was Dad. With a quiver in his voice he said, “Pappy is gone. He’s with Jesus”. At that moment, I didn’t cry. I could hardly grasp the fact that I was bringing home a baby and would soon be met with 2 other little ones that needed my undivided attention. I got in the car, strapped Joshua in his car seat and we began our trek home. At that moment, I realized I wouldn’t be able to call you and tell you myself that your namesake was home. I wouldn’t be able to send you pictures of the newest baby.
    I wasn’t able to go to your funeral and that still haunts me to this day. I feel like I didn’t get to have a proper goodbye. Now, what is proper? I don’t know. I just know that my family was able to experience your funeral without me. I do miss you terribly. Your pictures are on my fridge and I look at you each time I’m digging for a snack. I think of you each time I look at our precious Joshua Reid. You’d be so proud of him. I know you’re looking down from the gates of heaven, drinking the most “powerful” cup of coffee and eating a piece of meat with your favorite ice cream. You be the Pappy that we loved so much to my 2 babies didn’t get a chance to meet you here on earth. I love you!

  3. What a wonderful man he was. i always enjoyed the moments I had with him. I understand your feeling and it’s beautiful how you have share them here. Thanks for doing that.

  4. What and awesome Pappy. I just listened to him play his harmonica. Love it! And what a nice way you have remembered him here on your blog.

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