It's been a long time since I posted. But, with good reason. First being that I'm trying to sift though my parents belongings and get things ready for a auction. The auction is May 16th. Talk about alot of stuff! I don't think my dad threw anything away for 50 years!!! Slowly but surely we are getting though it. It's been a long task. Then right smack dab in between going though all this the pins and plates in my foot decided that they were going to come out. So I had to have my right foot replated and that's been a trip in itself. The had forgotten the pain that came with this. I did however get the stitches out this past friday and was told 3 more weeks of no driving. ARGH! Alot of sitting with ice and my foot elevated. This too shall pass. I am so ready to get back into couponing. I havent been couponing since my father passed away. Over a month now, I guess my drive just isnt there. Somedays I sit and think what would my dad want me to do with all this stuff and it becomes so overwhelming, but I also know that I have to get my mom closer to me.
Well I won't bore you with anymore details just wanted you to know I am alive and kicking. Kicking slowly but still kicking.
Have a good day and enjoy the family and friends that surround you.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Please bare with me.......
Short post to let you know that I'm doing OK. Even though, the loss of my father has really set me back. I guess I really never did think he would pass on. But this is a given in life.
My mother, bless her has really been thrown for a loop. They lived about 2 hours south east from me and after many talks it was decided that since they lived on a farm that there was no way possible for us to drive that 4 hour trip daily or even 3 times a week to take care of her and the farm. So, after much prayer and thought we put the farm on the market Saturday. I ask that you remember to pray that the farm sells quickly so we can get her closer to us. I think it is a good thing for her and also for us. It will allow us to take care of her during this time. My mother is 68 and not in good health to begin.
So now we have the big task of going though everything and condensing so that she can move into a smaller home. Oh what a task it's been. This past weekend we got though the living room, 2 bedroom's and the bathroom. Now we have 2 bedrooms, dining room, laundry room/mud room, Kitchen to go though. So I still continue to pray for strength during this trying time in our lives.
Like the old saying goes " The good Lord won't give you more then you can handle" but I do believe that he takes you to the end of the rope. We are hanging on with the hope and belief that better days are ahead.
Thank you for remembering us in your prayers.
My mother, bless her has really been thrown for a loop. They lived about 2 hours south east from me and after many talks it was decided that since they lived on a farm that there was no way possible for us to drive that 4 hour trip daily or even 3 times a week to take care of her and the farm. So, after much prayer and thought we put the farm on the market Saturday. I ask that you remember to pray that the farm sells quickly so we can get her closer to us. I think it is a good thing for her and also for us. It will allow us to take care of her during this time. My mother is 68 and not in good health to begin.
So now we have the big task of going though everything and condensing so that she can move into a smaller home. Oh what a task it's been. This past weekend we got though the living room, 2 bedroom's and the bathroom. Now we have 2 bedrooms, dining room, laundry room/mud room, Kitchen to go though. So I still continue to pray for strength during this trying time in our lives.
Like the old saying goes " The good Lord won't give you more then you can handle" but I do believe that he takes you to the end of the rope. We are hanging on with the hope and belief that better days are ahead.
Thank you for remembering us in your prayers.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
My Eulogy to my dad.
As the eternal optimist, I never wanted to believe this day would come. I really believe that a man as courageous and strong as my Dad would live forever. But I find hope and peace in knowing that Dad is at peace and in heaven. The place where he strived to be for many many years. That he means so much to me and my family – and so many of you.
I am now the middle child, but for 16 years I was the baby. The bond between a daughter and her father is strong. I always knew
My father loved me and I loved him.
When I started to put my thoughts about my father on paper, I went back in my mind to being 5 years old and standing beside my dad at the fire station so proud that he was the man that could drive the big fire truck and he was my dad.
Of the time when he arranged for Santa to catch me under the Christmas Tree shaking presents with a little coaching from him. Always looking for the laugh.
Making the man stop the carnival ride in Shawneetown to get me off because I was scared and crying. My protector, My Dad
I remember laying in my grandma Hayes back bedroom with my dad listing to the rain hit the tin roof with dad tracing around my eyebrows, eyes and lips and drifting off to sleep.
I remember Aunt Nellie and Aunt Jody watching me and waking up crying for my dad and not settling down till dad came back. My security, My dad
I remember thinking that my father was the most handsome man in the world. Even, though I don’t remember him without gray hair. But what hair he had.
Dad was strong and a bit of hard headed and for this I did take after him. We didn’t always see eye to eye but we always came back to each other and knew that we still loved each other no matter what. “When I look at all the influences in my life, my Dad is right there
He had given me his bible a few years back and in the front it says, Dot, to get you though the rough times, for happier days, love Dad
For myself, This message is still loud and clear….
I think Dad would want us to celebrate his life with Christ, To love one another, To let the little things go and embrace life head on.
I searched the bible looking for a verse that fit my father and I came upon this:
John 17:4
I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.
I don’t pretend to think that dad was a saint and did no wrong. He was human. But I do know that he finished his worked that he set out to do here on earth and now dad is rocking Nerissa and asking where’s the popcorn and milk?! And asking if there’s any raisin pie.
Dad you were loved while here on earth and you are still loved in Heaven. I will miss you terribly but I have the inter peace of knowing that I will see you again one day.
I love you, Your Sam
I am now the middle child, but for 16 years I was the baby. The bond between a daughter and her father is strong. I always knew
My father loved me and I loved him.
When I started to put my thoughts about my father on paper, I went back in my mind to being 5 years old and standing beside my dad at the fire station so proud that he was the man that could drive the big fire truck and he was my dad.
Of the time when he arranged for Santa to catch me under the Christmas Tree shaking presents with a little coaching from him. Always looking for the laugh.
Making the man stop the carnival ride in Shawneetown to get me off because I was scared and crying. My protector, My Dad
I remember laying in my grandma Hayes back bedroom with my dad listing to the rain hit the tin roof with dad tracing around my eyebrows, eyes and lips and drifting off to sleep.
I remember Aunt Nellie and Aunt Jody watching me and waking up crying for my dad and not settling down till dad came back. My security, My dad
I remember thinking that my father was the most handsome man in the world. Even, though I don’t remember him without gray hair. But what hair he had.
Dad was strong and a bit of hard headed and for this I did take after him. We didn’t always see eye to eye but we always came back to each other and knew that we still loved each other no matter what. “When I look at all the influences in my life, my Dad is right there
He had given me his bible a few years back and in the front it says, Dot, to get you though the rough times, for happier days, love Dad
For myself, This message is still loud and clear….
I think Dad would want us to celebrate his life with Christ, To love one another, To let the little things go and embrace life head on.
I searched the bible looking for a verse that fit my father and I came upon this:
John 17:4
I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.
I don’t pretend to think that dad was a saint and did no wrong. He was human. But I do know that he finished his worked that he set out to do here on earth and now dad is rocking Nerissa and asking where’s the popcorn and milk?! And asking if there’s any raisin pie.
Dad you were loved while here on earth and you are still loved in Heaven. I will miss you terribly but I have the inter peace of knowing that I will see you again one day.
I love you, Your Sam
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