Heartbroken.

My alarm went off at 5:45 this morning to go workout with Drew but instead I hit snooze for thirty minutes. At 6:29 I received a call from Christie and was still in to much of a sleep mode to realize what was going on. When I finally realized she had called, my heart sank. I knew there was no good news to come from that call. I called Drew first and told him about her call, to scared to face it alone. He talked me into enough courage to call her back... The news I have been dreading for a long time was finally true.

My sweet dad passed away this morning.

It was fast and rather unexpected, when God calls his followers home there is little left for us to do. Apparently the nurse came in to give him his morning medication at 4am and dad complained of being nauseas. She provided him with a cup to spit in should he need it and he began to vomit. He started to aspirate and it happened to fast for the code team to do anything.

Today I am completely sick with heartache for him! He called me on Monday and told me he hopes I had had a good day because he had! Such encouraging words from him and I am so glad to know that was how he spent that day, and to be able to hear the smile in his voice.

What I know is that my dad never met a stranger, he never complained, he greeted everyone with a smile and spread joy to all he encountered. He was a loved man by all who met him but especially by Christie, I will never be able to express my gratitude for her and her love and devotion for my father.

I know that Dad had his heart in a place of knowing his relationship with God was what mattered in life. He knew he was in the hands of our creator and was blessed by that! I believe that Grandy was at the gates to a meet his long lost son this morning with a round of "This is the Day."

I miss him terribly already!