Gil was sick. It was heartbreaking when they'd found out. You're not supposed to die when you're 54. It was hard knowing he wouldn't meet his grandchildren, and hard leaving his wife. He'd finished the race and fought the good fight. Goodbye pain. God will welcome him at the gates.
I dedicate this to Dean Anderson
I saw this "mini-saga" idea in a book i'm reading and it's something I wanted to try. Not sure how it compares to others . . . I don't think I'd enter it into a contest or anything. Dean passed away September 5th. He was the father of a dear friend of mine from high school. My heart is broken for their family. Please pray for healing and comfort for them and that they might find peace. I have no idea what they are going through and hopefully won't find out. I have a lot of feelings running through me right now. It's been a seriously emotional weekend.
Carrie would have been 40 this past Friday, September 6th. Aunt Barb, Uncle Jim, Marci, Mark, Mom, Dad and myself went out to dinner to celebrate. It was right after Dean's visitation. We told stories, and laughed a lot. There was a couple seconds that got kind of sad, but Mark brought us back!
Dean's funeral was Saturday morning and it was a very nice service.
Again, it was an emotional weekend and recalling all of this is emotional so I'll stop there. Today has been a good day, very productive. I'm hoping for the rest of the week to go the same.
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