It seems hard to believe that my father has been gone for two weeks. I really miss him, it just not the same with him gone. I keep remembering all the little things he used to say and do. It is such a comfort for to know he was right with God and he is in his heavenly home. Me and the kids are still in Florida. We decided to stay until the funeral, October 25, and burial is the following day. We have had our ups and downs, the kids have had a hard getting to sleep at night and I was really getting frustrated. I finally worked out a solution which seems to be working and we are more rested. Mom is doing well, God is helping her so much. I know that without God we all would be helpless through this time, and the sadness would outweigh the joy, but instead we can look to Jesus and our joy out-weighs the sadness. Please keep praying for us because I know this is just the beginning. I know that when all the family gets here for the services we will be reminded anew of our grief. I keep thinking of the song,

It will be worth it all when we see Jesus

lifes trials will seem so small when we see Christ.

One glimpse of his dear face all sorrow will be erased.

So bravely run the race till we see Christ.

I have the hope of Heaven, I pray you do too.