death of a loving father

Death of a Loving Father, My Tribute to Him

Death of a Loving Father, My Tribute to Him


Note: I apologize for the delay in posting Thankful Thursdays this week.  Due to the personal nature of what I am writing and the fact that we were waiting for the appropriate time to put this on any type of social media, I had to delay until a time when we were ready for the information to be shared.  I could not write this particular blog post without sharing this part of it; it would have been stilted and awkward. Again, I apologize for the delay, but I hope you will find this post worth waiting for and that it blesses you.

Thankful for A Father Who Showed Me God’s Love

Growing up, I did not get along with my father well at all.  I thought I wasn’t good enough for him.  He seemed to expect more from me.  The more I tried, the more he expected.  I learned later that it was all because he really believed I was capable of so much more than I thought I was capable of. I realized he thought I was quite an amazing person a few years ago, and I started to realize he loved me. This, in turn, really helped me to understand God’s love for me.”

Something happened the other night that I just realized is another reflection of God’s love to me, to all of us. I want to share this with you.

Death of a Loving Father

As most of you know by now, my father has been very sick with cancer that marched through his body, destroying it.  He had prostate cancer and then squamous cell carcinoma.  Believe it or not, both of these cancers, which are usually the least aggressive, were incredibly so in his body.  He died on the day I am writing this, Wednesday, November 14, at 4:15 a.m. Eastern time.  I was with them all 3, my mom, my sister, and him, on FaceTime.  If I could write to someone at Apple about the merits of FaceTime, and how it allowed me to spend the last moments with my dad even though I wasn’t physically there, I would.  It has been incredible.

It is very hard as a blind person to be present physically in these situations. People generally try to sit us in a corner. It is not mean-spirited; they are well-meaning, but we want to jump in and we tend to not realize we are stepping into a place or in the way of someone or something happening and the only way they know to deal with the situation is to help us find a seat out of the way, which also can make us feel excluded from the situation.  So Facetime was a great way to do this, and it will also be how I attend the funeral.  My mom thought it worked out well, and honestly, I am glad my last physical, face-to-face memory of him was in May, when he could truly hug me, talk to me, before his body was being ravaged by cancer, when it was just in the beginning stages of spreading.

Anyway, I digress.

Death of a Loving Father

I was going to go up there, but Monday, two days before he passed, my mom said that we might as well do FaceTime because he was not swallowing and not going to be with us for long.  She said he was not very responsive that day but she thought he heard them.

I was surprised when I called them on FaceTime.  I heard my dad, though with slurred speech, definitively say, “I want to see her.”  She gave him the iPad, though unfortunately, it was dark.  But he wanted to see me.  My mother said he actually became responsive when I called.  His face lit up, she said. He had not responded so much to friends, to nurses. But when his daughter called, whom he considered his precious daughter, and I say that with true awe in my heart, his face lit up.

Now what better picture of what god thinks of us could we have?  And I know it’s true from so many scriptures. Can you imagine? When we come into His presence, when we speak to Him, when we turn on the God-time (best similarity to FaceTime I can come up with) connection, his face lights up knowing that we are near. Isn’t that awesome? Isn’t that amazing? I sure think so.

death of a loving father
Three birds flying in the sunset

Death of a Loving Father

And by the way, I have no regrets.  I remember very clearly a week ago, telling my father I was so sorry for the wasted years and him telling me to concentrate on the good times.  He knows that I love him now and I know he loves me and that’s all that matters.  I thank God forthe gift of that conversation also.

Yes, he is gone.  I am very sad.  I miss him.  I want to be in heaven with him.  But still, I am thankful, and I am glad of the gift of that face lighting up, which I will treasure, and the realization that this, too, is a picture of my Heavenly Father given to me by my earthly one.

Thank you, Daddy.  Enjoy that woodshop in the sky, as my sister said.  And thank You, dear Jesus, for loving us all, calling us friend, and wanting us near.

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