Romans 14:8

The last few days have been a roller coaster of emotions for my family and I. My father, who has been battling polycystic kidney disease for the past 17 years, went to his heavenly home on Monday. This has left me, as well as my family, heartbroken. My dad was the most faithful servant I know. He was the strongest man in spirit and emotion that I have ever met. His fighting strength helped him to surpass three unsuccessful kidney transplants,multitudes of other major surgeries, an amputated leg, and 17 years of dialysis (of which the last he has been doing at home daily with my mother's help). We rejoice in the fact that we know he is no longer suffering or in pain. We rejoice that we know we will see him again and he is in heaven. But we cry at our loss of no longer having him here with us on this earth. Our hearts will mend, but we will never be the same having known him. He truly was the best dad a girl could ask for!

(Please forgive me as I take some time away from blogging to grieve this loss. Thank you for understanding. )