Thursday, April 23, 2009

Writer's Block.....Not Exactly....Just Denial....

I have been having a little writer's block lately. Today I had the great idea that I would go to Mama's Losin it because she does this really great writer's workshop that I like to do from time to time. But today, her topic was, I will never forget. Wow, here I am, trying to find something to write about, that's a diversion of what I really want to write about and BAMMM, there it is. So I am writing about what I will never forget, just not necessarily the way she suggests to write it.

You see I didn't want to have to think at all about what today is.....The 2nd Anniversary of when my Daddy went to see Jesus! I do rejoice in this fact. He's not here on this earth to be in pain, worry about whatever and suffer the way all the rest of us are. But I am sad. I miss him. I loved him sooo. I was Daddy's girl.

I hadn't even thought about Daddy this morning, but while I was making Hubby breakfast, (Pancakes and bacon) He just popped into my mind. Isn't it weird how the littlest thing can bring forth a memory? Anyway, I reached over to pick up the bottle of veggie oil, to pour in the skillet, and POP, there was a memory flash.

I remembered, how on the rare occasion, my Daddy would make me and my sister breakfast. Sometimes, he would make us pancakes. But I didn't like his pancakes. I used to complain to my Mama, that Daddy's pancakes tasted greasy, hers were much better! (I think Daddy used a little tooo much oil) I don't think I ever complained to my Daddy though. (At least I hope not)

Ohhh, how I wish I had Daddy's pancakes today! As time goes on, I am less and less sad about my Daddy's passing. I rejoice more and more in the fact that He is fishing with Peter and the rest of the disciples in that big fishing pond in the sky. But, I haven't even been able to call my Mama quite yet today, I am sooo afraid I will cry. I don't want her to cry either.

So I will never forget these things about my Sweet Daddy. How he loved Jesus and he was an example of Christian Manhood to my sister and myself.

How he loved me and my sister and Mama.

How he was a gentle, sweet daddy. He hardly ever raised his voice, never raised his hand. Kind, sweet and gentle.

How he loved to play his guitar.

How he loved to go fishing.

I will never forget his laugh, and smile and blue eyes.

And how he loved to wear overalls! He worked tirelessly to provide for us.

Ohhhh, how I miss him, But I will never forget to the love he brought into our home!! I thank God for giving such a loving Daddy.


Rebecca Jo said...

Such a bittersweet thing - isnt it? Loosing someone close - you miss them so but know how happy they are to be in the presence of Jesus!

I think God blesses us with those little pops of memories... to carry them freshly with us all the time!

Sending you HUGS!

Laurie in Ca. said...

This is beautiful Renee! I just love how God gives an extra "love nudge" when we need it most and don't realize it. I sure wish I had the sweet memories for my dad that you write about here. Mine was very different. May the Lord be extra gentle on your heart today.

Love and Hugs, Laurie

Tara said...

Beautiful post...i'm glad you stopped by my blog and said hello! it's nice to meet and i'll be back for more! ♥

Denise said...

Such a heart felt, and very beautiful post sweetie.

Gracie Beth said...

I know it is not the same, but my friend passed away in high school due to cancer and I always dread his birthday and the anniversary of his death because I realize that I have gotten older and he is still the same age. What a beautiful post, thank you for sharing!

Jensmere said...

Oh how I share your feelings. Next week will be the 3rd year that my sweet Mother has been in heaven.

She loved to fish too...wonder if she has met your daddy yet???

Bless you, sweetie!

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