All Alone.......

Well it's been a long time between posts and three weeks and two days since the death of my father. Although my dad fought a tough fight with Lung Cancer, he like many others before him, eventually found the tough road to Heaven. My life hasn't been the same since he was diagnosed three years ago and certainly not the same since May 27th. I will celebrate my 50th birday Friday. There are already a lot of firsts.....I celebrated my first Father's Day on Sunday....with my dad.....and I will celebrate my first birthday without my dad on Friday. I suppose one day I will once again begin to look at the Sabbath Day as a time for celebration, but for the time being, I still see Sunday as the day my dad died. I hate to dwell on such a tough time, but quite frankly it does me good to express how I feel. Shrinks say reflection is a good thing. I have been walking around in a fog long enough, and tomorrow I will try and take the first step toward celebrating the investment my father made in me and try not to grieve so much. Those of you who stopped by and read this post, send up a few words of prayer for my mother. She and dad would have been married 53 years last week. This is the first night she has been by herself since Dad's death. My siblings and I will take good care of her.....We promised Dad we would.