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My Dad

Dad with Maureen and Colleen on 9-15-2017
Sister Maureen, Dad and sister Colleen (I took the photo)

 

Hello fellow bloggers. I have been absent lately. There are good reasons for that. My dearest Dad passed away on Oct. 27th, at the age of 92, from a gallantly fought battle with pneumonia. The past 11 days have felt like a “time warp.” I thank God that I was able to fly to Nebraska in time to see and “be” with my Dad, before he died. It was bittersweet, to say the least, to be in the ICU with my Dad, Mom, siblings, nieces,  nephews and some of his incredible 14 grandchildren. Just to feel all the LOVE in that room that we shared with Dad and he shared with us. Losing a parent (my first) is the hardest thing I have ever had to endure in my 56 years of life! It was my routine to call Mom and Dad every Sunday night. I looked forward to my weekly calls to them. Last night when I called I, very sadly, talked to Mom, but not to my dear Dad. My Mom is doing as good as can be expected and all of us 5 siblings are making sure she is not alone. This morning, and every morning, since Dad’s death, I have been talking to him, which gives me peace and joy knowing he is in heaven with God, his parents Mary and Hugh, and his brothers Mike and Hugh. Dad, like his father and brothers, loved to golf. I know they are up there playing rounds of golf together, drinking beer and having fun! I am proud to be his eldest daughter and that I got all his Irish blood in me! I LOVE YOU DAD WITH ALL MY HEART AND I ALWAYS WILL, UNTIL WE MERRILY MEET IN HEAVEN. XOXOXOXO