As many of you are aware, Phillip's Dad passed away unexpectedly earlier this month. We loved Dad's good cheer and his generous heart. He and Phillip enjoyed working on motorcycles or going on rides together every week or two, and had actually gone for a ride the night before Dad lost consciousness. Phillip believes that his dad died happy.
We attended Dad's funeral this morning. We miss him, but it was sweet to hear the fond memories his brother Mark and co-worker Adam shared about Dad's good humor, resourcefulness, and willingness to help anyone in need.
We were also grateful for the chance to catch up with aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Joy loved hanging out with Finley . . .
. . . and Daniel loved turning lights on and off.
I really appreciated that my family came to support us . . .
. . . and Joy had fun playing with Cousin Spencer while he and Aunt Alissa were in town. Funerals are kind of ironic that way--you say good-bye to a loved one, but you often draw closer to others.
We'll miss you, Dad, but we take comfort in the knowledge that we'll be reunited one day. Until we meet again . . .