I thought about that for a minute, then went to the kitchen to make coffee. My phone rang. It was my oldest brother calling to tell me Daddy had just left this world.
I feel so sad and alone right now, I don't know what to do with myself.
I asked God for one more conversation with Daddy. He told me so many great stories about his childhood. I wanted to hear more.
I believe God gave me that memory, this morning. Maybe so I could remember being frightened, needing comfort and running into the arms of my father. Maybe so I could see Daddy running into the arms of The Father.
He is in the Presence. He is with Mom, and Sherry, and that little blond haired girl, Lauren.