A fighter

It is hard to find the right words when you need them. I've never been a writer. English was my worst subject in school. So yesterday standing at the florist with a pen and paper in my hand trying to find the right thing to write on a 1x2 inch paper that would sum up the feelings that me, Russ, cousins and our children had felt about Boo was hard to do. On one hand that piece of paper was too big to write a simple "We love you and will miss you" on the other hand it was so itty-bitty when you start thinking about the memories you could write about.

Boo was a true German, he could even talk German some. If you know anything about Germans they are fighters and Boo lived up to that to the very end. He fought that battle very hard and it was painful for us to see him suffer so much. We are at peace now knowing that his body can rest.

"We know that our body - the tent we live in here on earth - will be destroyed. But when that happens, God will have a house for us. It will not be a house made by human hands; instead, it will be a home in heaven that will last forever. " - Corinthians 5:1

Boo passed away on Sunday, Father's Day, which has to be extremely difficult for my mom but I cannot think of another gift that would ever be better than for him to meet his father in heaven on that day.

Speaking of fathers and of Father's Day I can't be more thankful more mine. He has been a wonderful dad all my life and is still living up to that for not only myself but for my husband and children. With Dusty being gone so much this year, Pops, has gotten the brunt of the help calls and they usually start with "Dad, will you...." and end with "give me a few minutes and I'll be right there." Thinking about it a little more now, I don't think the shirt I got him was enough so maybe this will be. Thanks Dad for everything you've done for me and I love you.

And to Dusty, thank you for all your hard work to support me and the kids. I know it is hard being away from them but I can not tell you the excitement that the kids sequel with when I tell them your home.

Thank you to everyone for your emails, texts, and prayers. They are appreciated. Maybe my next post will be on the lighter side.