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My Dad

Very much loved and sadly missed

January 4, 1929 - April 1, 2003

This page was very difficult for me to do. Every time I would start to make it, I would just end up in tears and could not finish. As you can see, there is falling snow. I put the snow here because it snowed on both my father and my mothers final day of rest. I do believe that when something out of the ordinary happens during a funeral, it means that another pure soul has entered in to Heaven and it is that soul letting you know that everything will be okay.

My dad passed away on April 1st of this year, 2003, from liver cancer. When my mother passed away on April 19, 1984, my fathers whole world crumbled. They where together for so long. My mother was my dads world and my dad was my mothers world. There was definitely unconditional love in our home. For almost 19 years my dad would wear a smile to hide his broken heart. The day that my dad passed over was not an easy one. You always think that your parents are going to be around for ever. There was still so much I had to share with him. So much I still want to tell him. My sister tells me that he is in a happier place and my brothers tell me he is not in pain anymore, and I am happy about all that, but I still miss him terribly as I know my sister and brothers do, along with other family and friends.

The last day my dad spent in this world, we talked about some things, which was very difficult for him because he was so weak and in so much pain. It hurt me so to see how much he wanted to say and could only say so much. The last words that my father said to me will always, always be in my heart. He said, " I am so tired. I love all of you kids the same and I am sorry for all of this. I can't do this anymore. I miss your mother and want to go home to see her. I miss her. I know she is waiting for me. I did all I could do. I'm ready now. Everything will be okay. Don't be afraid. Don't be sad. It's okay and I'll be okay. I'm ready to go see your mother now." Those were the last words I ever heard from my dad. I can still hear his voice in my head.

My twin brother and my sister took very good care of my dad when he was sick. They did so much for him and made sure that he was comfortable. My dad chose to spend his last weeks at home. He definitely wanted to do things his way, as he had the right to do so because, it was his life.

The song playing is a new song from Luther Vandross. When I heard it for the first time, it brought tears to my eyes. I knew that I had to use it for this memorial to my father. But I also have to tell you that it was a choice between this song and the song that Frank Sinatra would sing many times over. The name of that song is " My Way ". I couldn't have both, so I decided to put the lyrics to My Way here instead. That song is my dad. That was how his life was. So here it is......with a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.....this is for you dad with love.

My Way

And now, the end is near;

And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I'll say it clear,

I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.

I've traveled each and every highway;

But more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;

Each careful step along the byway,

But more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.

But through it all, when there was doubt,

I ate it up and spit it out.

I faced it all and I stood tall;

And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.

I've had my fill; my share of losing.

And now, as tears subside,

I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;

And may I say - not in a shy way,

"No, oh no not me,

I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels;

And not the words of one who kneels.

The record shows I took the blows -

And did it my way!

Writers: Revaux/Francois/Anka

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Please visit the link below if you are in need of any information

American Cancer Society

I also want to say thank you to all my friends on the internet for your e-mails and cards

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