Remembering

A year ago today, my Papa went home to be with Jesus.

I keep thinking that I need to be sad, and cry... but the reality is, I'm relieved to know that he is no longer in pain. Yes, I still miss him everyday, and everyday something reminds me of my sweet Papa, but now he is whole, and will never feel pain again. I thank God for his life, and for the time that me and my sisters were able to spend with him, even if somedays it feels like he was taken too soon.

Today has made me think back to all that has happened this past year.... I quit my first job (hallejuah!), got a new one, married my best friend and man of my dreams, moved into an apartment, went to Puerto Rico, EmmyKate turned 3, and shared many days of laughter with my family. And even though my Papa wasn't physically there to share those things, he was there with us, in our hearts.

I love you Papa, and I miss you and your scratchy beard, gathering the eggs with you, and hearing you say,
"That's just the way life is...."