Age:[ 32 ] Gender:[ f ]

	I remember my father dearly and with such love in my heart. He
died of lung cancer about a year ago. He was a wonderful father who
struggled and sacrificed his needs so much to give my sisters and
myself the best life her could give a family.  I have vivid memories
of my childhood days with him. I was my father's favorite. I was the
youngest child, who turned out to be born a girl, when my father
already 2 daughters. HE HOPED I WAS BORN A BOY BUT LOVED ME JUST
THE SAME.. SEVERAL WEEKS BEFORE HE DIED, I HAD JUST FOUND OUT I WAS
PREGNANT. THE FUNERAL WAS UNBEARABLE, YET STRANGELY COMFORTING TO
KNOW HE WAS NO LONGER IN TORTUROUS PAIN. MY THEN BOYFRIEND, WHO IS
NOW MY HUSBAND , HAPPENED TO BE THREE WITH ME, VERY SUPPORTIVE AND
WONDERFUL. WHAT PAINS ME THE MOST OF LOSING MY FATHER, IS THAT hewS
NOT ALIVE TO SEE HIS YOUNGEST GRANDSON. mY SON WILL NEVER BENEFIT FROM
HIS KNOWLEDGE, HIS WISDOM OR LOVE. THIS IS WHAT HURTS THE MOST. BUT
I BELIEVE I WILL SEE , THIS WONDERFUL MAN AGAIN SO DAY, SOME WHERE IN
TIME...AND WHEN I DIE , I KNOW FOR A FACT HE WILL BE THERE TO RECEIVE
ME NEXT TO CHRIST MY LORD....THANK YOUR FOR READING THIS..IT HAS BEEN
VERY THERAPUTIC......