In an instant everything can change...
" Your eyes saw me unformed yet in Your book all my days were written, before any of them came into being.How precious also are Your thoughts of me O God! If I should count them, they are more in numbert than the sand..." Psalm 139:16-17
My brother unexpectedly passed away right after Christmas. He was 58. He had a heart attack, and passed away immediately.
We were not close. But even so, we loved each other, and kept in touch through the years.
My parents divorced when I was 15 and Ken was 8. He went with my Dad and my twin sister and I stayed with our Mother.
That meant that we were states apart. We went our separate ways and lived very separate, different lives. Ken grew up and became a Fireman and EMT. My sister and I both married right out of high school to dairy farmers and became wives and mothers .
Kenny was adopted. He was the son our father always wanted. Dad and Mom picked him up at the hospital as soon as he was born. Dad had a very soft spot for Ken that lasted all his life. Ken idolized our father, their love for each other was very evident through out their lives.
Dad passed away in 2017. Ken was devastated. They were two of a kind and always there for each other.
It was very hard for Ken to move on. He missed Dad very much . Even so, he remained positive when we spoke over the phone.
After Kenny passed away, we went out his house to take care of things. Ken had no family, no children. So my sister, and I and our husbands took a trip to Kens house, to take care of things.
In Kens house he had oodles of pictures of our Dad. Huge, beautiful paintings, and memorabilia and things Dad had given to him over the years. It was like a shrine to my Dad. Ken loved him so much. It was very hard for him when Dad died. He missed him every day.
Ken doesn't have to miss Dad any more. His pain is over. And for that I am thankful.
It is so hard when we lose someone. It just doesn't really enter our mind that there will be a final day, and we won't see a certain someone again.
There is a big hole in our heart when we experience a loss. The pain does subside as time goes on but it still is not easy.
I was widowed two times in my life. It is quite a lot to handle. It is a game changer.
Life is precious, and people are precious. Love each other. If you have a spouse, love them, and don't let the years of being together be an hinderence to intentionally maintaining that love. Cherish them. And take a minute to think about how life would be so different without them. Don't ever take people for granted. We do not know when God will call them home.
My brother called me on Christmas Day, and his voice was very cheerful, for the first time in a long time. I was glad for that, glad we spoke, and he seemed to be doing well. Then 2 days later, my sister called me to say, he had passed away.
We just never know what a day will bring.
Kiss your spouse, hugs those kids, hugs those grandkids, and always be kind to your friends, we are not promised tomorrow,
" To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die, ....."Ecclesiastes 3:1
My brother unexpectedly passed away right after Christmas. He was 58. He had a heart attack, and passed away immediately.
We were not close. But even so, we loved each other, and kept in touch through the years.
My parents divorced when I was 15 and Ken was 8. He went with my Dad and my twin sister and I stayed with our Mother.
That meant that we were states apart. We went our separate ways and lived very separate, different lives. Ken grew up and became a Fireman and EMT. My sister and I both married right out of high school to dairy farmers and became wives and mothers .
Kenny was adopted. He was the son our father always wanted. Dad and Mom picked him up at the hospital as soon as he was born. Dad had a very soft spot for Ken that lasted all his life. Ken idolized our father, their love for each other was very evident through out their lives.
Dad passed away in 2017. Ken was devastated. They were two of a kind and always there for each other.
It was very hard for Ken to move on. He missed Dad very much . Even so, he remained positive when we spoke over the phone.
After Kenny passed away, we went out his house to take care of things. Ken had no family, no children. So my sister, and I and our husbands took a trip to Kens house, to take care of things.
In Kens house he had oodles of pictures of our Dad. Huge, beautiful paintings, and memorabilia and things Dad had given to him over the years. It was like a shrine to my Dad. Ken loved him so much. It was very hard for him when Dad died. He missed him every day.
Ken doesn't have to miss Dad any more. His pain is over. And for that I am thankful.
It is so hard when we lose someone. It just doesn't really enter our mind that there will be a final day, and we won't see a certain someone again.
There is a big hole in our heart when we experience a loss. The pain does subside as time goes on but it still is not easy.
I was widowed two times in my life. It is quite a lot to handle. It is a game changer.
Life is precious, and people are precious. Love each other. If you have a spouse, love them, and don't let the years of being together be an hinderence to intentionally maintaining that love. Cherish them. And take a minute to think about how life would be so different without them. Don't ever take people for granted. We do not know when God will call them home.
My brother called me on Christmas Day, and his voice was very cheerful, for the first time in a long time. I was glad for that, glad we spoke, and he seemed to be doing well. Then 2 days later, my sister called me to say, he had passed away.
We just never know what a day will bring.
Kiss your spouse, hugs those kids, hugs those grandkids, and always be kind to your friends, we are not promised tomorrow,
" To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die, ....."Ecclesiastes 3:1
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