I Choose Joy

Today would have been my Dads 86th birthday. I was sad today, partly because my brother Tim was killed 3 weeks ago and his funeral was last Saturday. I was reminiscing today with one of my children about my Dad. I said to them I wish he my Dad was still alive to see how my children have grown up, to see my wonderful grandchildren and to meet my partner . He would have loved her.

I then reminded my child of how lucky we were to have him in our lives even though it wasn't long enough. We talked about the funny things that happened and how he always bragged about them to anyone who would listen, or not listen he didn't care.

I remember the times we were together and would not say a word, but we didn't care we were together, Watching baseball & football games. My Dad very seldom said this is what you should do, or that we were wrong. he used stories to teach us and ask how did that turn out for you.

I cried little bit after, then I thought I can't remember my Father with sorrow. He blessed me beyond measure . And he wanted me to be better than him. The wish of every parent.

I realized I had a tremendous amount of things to be thankful for and I have the Joy of the Lord on my heart.

I Choose Joy