Today I reflect on Father’s Day.  As I type this my husband, father of three, is off to the zoo with our two oldest daughters to watch the zoo keepers feed the animals and then have brunch themselves.  I await their return!  My own father passed away a few years ago, I don’t remember the exact year as I chose to try not to…although I remember the exact day and time of the phone call from my mother.  My father has a massive stroke on his way to work December 11th.  He then remained in a coma for 10 days until we made the decision to turn the machines keeping his physical body alive.  I remember all the details as if they happened yesterday, his body fighting to stay alive and breathing…watching as his soul lifted away while I could hear my voice pleading for him to stay.  I also remember the Christmas present’s that still awaited him…this event changed my mother’s life, he was her life.  I miss him yet still feel his presence ever once in awhile.

For all of you who have lost a Father….I’m sorry.  I can not say I understand how you feel as each of us have our own story!  But I share in your loss.  Remember to leave nothing unsaid, be sure to tell those around you exactly how you feel.

Don’t think of him as gone away,
his journey has just begun.
Life holds so many facets,
This Earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears,
in a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days and years.
Think of how he must be wishing
that we could know, today,
How nothing but our sadness
can really pass away
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.