His life...
- He was an encourager. He constantly told me how proud he was of me and how much he loved me. In his death, I had no doubts of his feelings for me. He taught me to seize every opportunity to tell others how I feel, and not wait until tomorrow, because tomorrow is not promised.
- His hands worked hard to provide for his family. He died working to provide for his family. I am eternally grateful.
- He was selfless. He was a low maintenance, no fuss, easy going man who appreciated anything and everything we did for him. He did not demand of us but rather gave of himself in every way possible way.
- He was self-disciplined. In the face of adversity, he strived to do what is right. He was a good man. Upright and just.
- He loved unconditionally. He never gave up.
His death...
- The outpouring of love, prayers and support that I have received from family and friends have meant more to me than anyone will ever know. I now understand the importance of a kind word, message, or card. Like my dad, I want to be an encourager.
- The biggest thing I have learned through all of this is to be mindful in my time spent with those I love. So often we allow ourselves to be distracted and not fully present in our interactions with others. I will now slow down and take the time to see the beauty of life. Cherish every moment, every touch, every spoken word.
My dad was an amazing man, a truly wonderful father, and the sweetest Papa. I loved him dearly and will hold him forever in my heart.
Daddy and Buddy
Daddy and Little Man
In the words of his brother..."Fly like an angel and watch over us."
Always,
Amanda
Always,
Amanda
