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Friday, August 2, 2013

Day by Day...

Each day gets easier to deal with the loss of my Dad. I cry when I see his photo going through them online or in my files. It's just a personal thing to deal with his loss. I am happy he got what he wanted but sad he and Mom wasn't around longer to enjoy themselves. I think they rarely got to real enjoy themselves. They gave and gave and got really so very little at times. For that I feel bad for them but they chose to help instead of being selfish. Oh they were never that, for sure. I sure hope they get the finest rewards in Heaven. They sure deserve it. They didn't get a lot of rewards here on this Earth!

There was much to do when Dad passed away. Took me almost 3 months to notify, fill out forms for death certificates, notify insurance companies, find insurance companies that we didn't know he had, fill out paperwork, finish online information, pay bills, and dozens of other things you have to do when someone dies. I did it while grieving for Dad. There were days I just refused to even look at that stack of papers staring at me that I had to get done.

All this while dealing with a daughter and her children in crisis. That crisis has not ended but getting better if I can find some peace and quiet somewhere. {lol} I still have my sense of humor MOST days. {Today was no one of them.} 

Dad was specific about what he wanted done when he was gone. Dad had requested that we donate money to his church. But he had left that church years before and it had changed so much over the time he was gone. I had talked to him one day when he was of a sound mind about that subject. 
He knew from talking to his friend that the church he had attended had changed a lot. 
Many had left or died and he had visited and had seen the difference. 
So I asked him what he thought about using that money he set aside to send to the Billy Graham Association. 
Mom and Dad had always loved his ministry. I had bought Dad the CD, Homeward Bound that was read by Billy Graham. Dad had enjoyed listening to that until he fell asleep. I gave him some time to think about it and he came back with that would be a good idea. Dad probably wouldn't have come up with that idea on his own with his mind the way it was but if you gave Dad some options, he could think on that pretty well. 
So I promised him that I would do that. 
It took me about 4 months after Dad died to sit down and write a letter along with a check to the BGA to tell them about my Mom and Dad. 
I sent a copy to my sister so she knew Dad's wish had been fulfilled and so she could see what I said in the letter. 
I included some photos of them young and old. I included a group photo of us 4 which was the last photo of us together. 
I separated the money into different categories provided in the form I downloaded online, so several needs would be met. 
I know it won't change the world. 
The main point was to do as Dad had asked us to do with his hard earned money. 
That was the most important thing that we did. 


So if you are so inclined to ever donate to the BGA, then here is a form to use.
If you like my blog about my Dad then by all means donate in his name. He would have liked that. If you could see him, you would make him grin big.