Thursday, May 8, 2008
Next Friday we bury my Dad. Gotta love North Dakota. Anyway some of my sisters are blaming and making the death an awful thing. Yes it is not fun to have him gone I miss him everyday. And cry a lot, however when he made the choice to stop that kidney thing I can not spell, He for the first time in years had control of something and felt like a man again. there was this peace that washed over him and he started to do things again that he enjoyed. Those card games and singing times are all special memories that I will have forever. I needed to write this because I was allowing them to put it into my head that if someone else would have been there he would still be alive. That is not true and oh just pray for that situation.