It has been another eventful few months here on the farm.
My dad died September 20, 2019. He was 84 years old. This past summer he really started to decline. He had COPD for many years and there was just no way of making him better. The last month of his life was tough. He was able to stay at home and only the last two weeks did hospice come in occasionally to help. He and my mom were quite a team. They would have celebrated 66 years of marriage in October. He died 13-1/2 months after my brother.
The last two weeks of Dad's life I spent the days at my parents and then I would come home and take our dog, Jake, for a walk. We would walk around our grass field. I would get to this point (see photo) and stop and look all around. Some days I could barely see for all the tears in my eyes but always I would look. And always I would give thanks to God for all his goodness. Oh yes, I cried out my frustrations and fears too, but God is so able and so willing to hear it all! He is so faithful.
This is a different view but of the same area I walked just at a different time. Pretty amazing, huh?
It was hard saying good bye to 2019 and hello 2020 knowing that Dad is no longer here. Life continues on though. I will walk through my grief, literally, and I will craft through my grief and I will share with others the legacy my father has left. I am blessed to have been his daughter.
Thanks for letting me share. Blessings on your new year!
Tracy
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