Papa

On March 30, 2014, my Papa left this life and went home to his Heavenly Father. Papa had been ill for as long as I can remember. Habits and life choices he started in his teens had taken a huge toll on his health. We knew he was on borrowed time and knew this day was coming. He started to go downhill at the beginning of the year, but would show signs of yet another comeback. In March, we could tell that his comebacks were long gone. My mom flew to Wyoming as soon as she could, not knowing when or if her dad would pass. It was all just a waiting game. He was admitted to the hospital and a few test were run. The doctors determined he had advanced cancer and the best thing we could do for him was put him on comfort care. I wanted so badly to be there for my mom and to say goodbye to my Papa but was not able to go. From reports I got from my mom, my Papa was already gone. He would hardly move or wake and wouldn't know if I was there or not. On Sunday morning, March 30, 2014, I woke to a phone call from my mom saying that he had passed over night. I was extremely sad but comforted in knowing that he was no longer in pain and was in a safe and special place.

My Papa and I had a special relationship. Whenever he would ask me what I was up to I would reply "nothing". I became his "Miss Nothing". I have so many special memories with my Papa. I am blessed to have grown up with all 4 grandparents and to have created special relationships with each of them.

Although I was unable to be there when he passed, I will be able to be there to celebrate his life. Over 4th of July weekend, all of my mom's family will be gathering in Wyoming at our family cabin. It was Papa's wishes to have his ashes spread there. What a special weekend that will be.

"Till we meet, till we meet, 

till we meet at Jesus' feet,

Till we meet, till we meet,

God be with you till we, 

meet again."

(God be With You till we Meet Again, LDS Hymns #152)