This week was a different sort of week for us. We did a bit of homeschooling on the go but mostly we just waited. We were there just in case. And available if there was a need. Deep down I wasn't sure if it would be worse to not be there when something happened or to be there when nothing was happening.
You see my sister was living next door to my parents until just a few weeks ago. She was the one with the "if anything happens" instructions. But her husband and she recently bought a house. They have been very busy getting it set up not just for their own family but also for our parents. So the house next door has been empty.
On the Saturday before Easter my dad had a rough day, After 2 years dealing with cancer and all the different side affects he no longer seemed like he would always be around. I didn't know what to do or how to feel but I didn't want my mom to have to deal with anything by herself.
So my little family loaded up sleeping bags, camp food, and board games to stay next door to Grandma, just in case. They played mouse trap for the first time. We stayed up late watching a movie. And we prayed. Prayed for eternal healing and for peace.
This morning I was glad I was over there, that I could slip on shoes and run across the yard so mom wouldn't have to be alone. "He's gone," is what my mom told me on the phone and that is how we see it. He is no longer here, he has gone to be with Jesus.
I wish I could think of something profound to say about how much he will be missed (which is a lot,) or at least something funny (he would appreciate that) but instead I just keep thinking how glad I am to know Jesus and how happy I will be to see my dad again someday.
1 comment:
You honored him with this post.
It is more profound than you know.
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