Dad

I still can't believe it.  My Dad died on April 11, 2011, which is why I haven't blogged for over a month.  I hate thinking about it.  Sometimes I find myself getting mad about it...how could this happen?!  Mom and Dad were married for 26 years, and now she has to try to function without him.  He treated her like a princess, and that was his nickname for her.  I hate seeing Mom go through this.  We've been trying to help her as much as we can, but there's nothing we can do to help her get over this.  I'm sure she will get better with time and she'll be able to do more things without thinking of him every second, but it will never be the same.  I try to make her laugh whenever I can because I like seeing her smile...I think to myself that maybe for those few seconds, she is not thinking about losing Dad.  It does give me hope when I think about how we'll all be together one of these days...and not just for a little while, but forever.  I can't wait to see him again.  I can't wait for Mom to see him again.  It kills me to think that Eli only got a glimpe of who he was.  Eli had a dream a couple of nights ago about his Pa.  He said that in his dream, we knocked on their door and Pa answered it.  He said that Pa was talking to him, but he doesn't remember what he was saying.  I'll do what I can to make sure Eli knows what kind of person he was and keep his memory alive for him.