December 18, 2023

Dear Dad –

Seven years have passed since I got to hold your hand and say goodbye. I thought today might come and I would just focus on the good memories, but my mind still went to those last few days. Maybe December 18th will always be that way, and we have to make the effort for it to be more than that. So the kids and I talked about you and also what you would think about different things, sat in the light of the Christmas tree, ate some ice cream despite how cold it was outside, and listened to the Judds sing Christmas songs.

There were many times since the last time I wrote that I not only wanted to write, but also wanted to be able to call you up or drive over for a visit. Moments I needed my daddy. With God’s strength and the tough girl you and Mom raised me to be I have held on despite the crazy roller coaster ride. The kids continue to learn hard life lessons and I want to again say thanks for your never give up attitude. Your legacy continues as they embrace the stubbornness.

However, today I was thinking about a different legacy I need to focus on. Dillon and Lia may not have been able to truly witness your faith walk, but that does not mean I cannot pass it on. Dillon and Lia sat in the pew with you on occasion at Porter Free Methodist Church and watched you complete the sermon notes. However, they may not know about the mornings you spent with God in your truck before heading into work, conversations with Pastor Ron, and many conversations I know you had while sitting in your “treehouse”. Most important though, when you were in Ann Arbor you telling me that your help comes from the Lord and quoting, “I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2

This is the more important legacy Dillon and Lia need to have of their grandpa. During the challenges and obstacles they have faced in the last six months did I always react with directing to look towards the hills or did I react with a way to defend themselves. Dad, help me to teach them so their first reaction to difficulty is to think of Psalm 121 and pause to pray.

We will continue to focus on the good memories and your legacy we can pass on to generations. I know I will continue to miss you, but I will remember to look up. We love you.