Today was a tough day.  This morning, my Mom, my sister and her family and my brother and I all went to mass together for the All Souls Day celebration.  I’ve been missing Daddy so much lately.  Being in “Daddy’s church”, where he ministered and was very much a part of the church family, made my sadness surface uncontrollably and I sobbed in my mom’s arms soon after mass was over.  I felt Daddy everywhere in that church.  His spirit was all around me and it made me miss him that much more.

After mass, we made our way to the cemetary to visit Daddy.  As soon as we arrived, again, I felt him everywhere – in the trees, in the wind.  I broke down again as I put my hand to his name on the mausoleum wall.

As sad as the day was, I was so thankful to be surrounded by my mom, sister, and brother.  I felt full of their love as my mom held me tight and as my sister and brother rubbed my back as I cried.  It got me through the day and I could not be more grateful for that.