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Tuesday, March 25, 2014

The Next Chapter

As I was standing on the steps I couldn't help but wonder what to do next. The funeral home picked up dad's body yesterday. On the road back my daughter said it didn't feel the same anymore. I was thinking the same. The roads looked different. I'm scared to see his body, but I want to see him at the same time. I never got that hug, but I stole a lot of kisses over the weekend. At one point he told me to give him his shoes and we could put the bed on the back of his truck and go home. I told him he would be able to go home on Thursday. I guess God had other plans. My sister said he was sleeping, and then he just slipped away. I don't think I have the strength to see anyone today. I really just want to see him. 

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