Every Christmas my dad would sit in the same hard back chair in our living room and watch the girls open their gifts. For the past 4 years this little one has been in his lap. This was the only picture I took of him this year, other than the mandatory family photo before he and mom got in their car to drive home.

Last month, my dad survived a miracle of a brain surgery and 36 hours later had the biggest smile on his face.  We knew the road ahead would be tough, but my daddy was brave and a fighter. This is my brother and I before I hugged and kissed him goodbye for the last time.


Yesterday, my dad left his cancer-ridden body for his heavenly home. Though he has battled for the past five years with this disease, we are in shock.

 He is walking with Jesus, I know it. But, we are left to walk through what feels like an ocean of grief.

I appreciate your prayers so much.

Our world is upside down.