My Dad left us on Sept 15th, 2010.
This is one of the last pictures off Dad with Mom, Mike, Lisa and Addie in our family room at home.
My friend gave me this great description of death and what comes next: In the bottom of an old pond lived some grubs who could not understand why none of their groups ever came back after crawling up the stems of the lilies to the top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called to make the upward climb would return and tell what happened to him. Soon one of them felt an urgent impluse to seek the surface; he rested himself on the top of a lily pad and went through a glorious transformation which made him a dragonfly with beautiful wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number.
The fact that we cannot see our loved ones or communicate with them after the transformation, which we call death, is no proof they cease to exist.
Since she has sent me this I've seen more dragonflies than ever before!
We all went to Minnesota to celebrate my dad's life. The great part was that it did give us a chance to get all our kids together- something that had never happened before. Below are Bri and sister in law Claudia with a bunch of cousins:
Good friends helping us celebrate Ed with pizza and beer
Cutest cousins picture at the cemetary. Dad must have smiled from above for this one:
Our family:
Uncle Tom with Connor. Making him look even more orange with the orange shirt.
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