Midnight Flyer, when my grandpa died, I about lost it. He lived in Ft Smith, and my mom's family does. Anyway, I grew up going up to Ft Smith, and staying with my grandparents in the summer. I loved fishing with him. We used to go to Clear Creek, and Lee Creek all the time. He died in 2000, and I found myself not letting it go. I never thought that I could pick up a fishing rod agin. I went fishing with my dad, and nephews for the first time this year, since my grandpa died. The last time that I fished with grandpa, was back in 1995, or '96. Shortly after, his health went downhill. I find myself doing things that I enjoy that my grandpa, and I did together, but I couldnt do in the past.
I dont know why I typed all of that, but hopefully, it's encouraging. I encourage you to be thankful that your dad taught what you know, and you can echo those things to your family. Death is a fact of life. It's God's plan that he called your dad to come home. I know that it is hard to think about, and endure, but knowing that you dad is with our Lord, is encouraging. Midnight Flyer, be strong in the Lord, and the power of his might.(Ephesians 6:10)
Still keeping you, and your family in our thoughts, and prayers.
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