Remembering my father today… my heart is so tender.
I've held on to this dear Ken shirt from the early 70's because it reminds me of dad.
I want to laugh and cry. You never know the gifts our departed leave behind.
I have a short story - it is intertwined with my Heavenly Father's goodness….
I added my father's info on Find A Grave (on the web) - I was able to settle him with his other deceased family members in this way. I also learned a lot about my ancestors.
Fast forward two years… this February, my other sister and niece found me
by also researching ancestors on Find A Grave. My love doubled.
I already have a beautiful sister and niece (Michelle and Danaye),
and now I have two more beautiful souls in my life - Deborah and Sara.
When I was little, I always knew I had a half-sister from my dad's previous marriage.
I treasured the picture that I saw - a black and white photo of teenage Deborah
with brown shoulder length hair and thick bangs,
with eye's like my Father's behind thick rimmed glasses…
my half-sister, never forgotten. Forty years later we finally connect.
I have no words, only tears of gratitude to God.
Some things take a long time, and then there's no such thing
as 'time' anymore - we'll just all be together again.
