My Dad!

Fourteen years ago today my hero, provider, friend, and protector went to be with Jesus. What a hard thing for a sixteen year old to deal with. Looking back I can see how God was right beside me and how he helped me through a time that I never thought I could make it through. My dad was the best and fourteen years later I still think of things I would like to tell him and questions I would like to ask him. Time does ease the pain, but I still miss him and wish I could sit down and talk to him and tell him him much I love him. I would also thank him for raising me in a Christian home and living such a life that makes me want to serve Jesus.