Dad passed away last Monday, October 3. He had a stroke last Sunday, and then went on home.

There are moments when I can be glad; that he didn’t suffer, that there was a quick end to the pain, that he wasn’t trapped in that bed for long, that he was saved after a period of time when he had drifted away from the Lord, that he is in Heaven, face to face with Jesus. I’m so sure it is wonderful there. There are moments when I can almost hear him saying, “Suck it up Jan, that’s enough, no more need to cry now.”

Mostly though, I’m just sad.

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