My dad passed away. He had been battling pancreatic cancer for 15 months. I am happy that he was with us for as long as he was, but it is bittersweet to see him go. I am glad that he is no longer in pain, but am sad to not have him around anymore. Not being able to call or visit him. My dad was to our family as the polar star is to sailors. It never changes it's place; it's immovable and constant. That was my dad.
He was constant, steadfast, immovable and always abounding in good works.
*Constant in his love for his family. Always had a listening ear, offering love and affection whether I was right or wrong. Always there with a hug.
*Steadfast in his dedication to God, church, & family. We always knew he would be there for us.
*Immovable in his morals and principles. A man of integrity.
*Always doing good. Whether it was mowing a lawn for the widowed, helping someone with a car problem, writing the family missionaries weekly, never speaking ill of anyone, supporting his family in their accomplishments, rejoicing in the good times or sorrowing in the hard times, everyone knew that they could call Odell/daddy/grandpa and that he would be there for them no matter what.
I find great comfort in knowing that my dad is in a better place with family and friends. We believe that families are forever. I know that I will see him again and that our separation is temporary. I hope and pray that I can be half the good, kind person that he is. He left quite the legacy.
I will miss you Daddy.
Daddy wrapped in the quilt I made for him and my mother for their anniversary last year. I named it 'Come dance with me' because they loved to dance and I can still hear my dad saying just that to my mother.
