Finding the Essence of Life in the Midst of Living
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Waiting No More
My father died on Good Friday morning.His funeral yesterday was a wonderful celebration of a long life well lived. I was intensely proud to be one of Bill Martin's daughters. He touched many lives in one way or another and we three Martin girls aren't the only ones missing him today.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Nancy, I am so very sorry to read your news. Sending you gentle hugs and my sincerest sympathies.
ReplyDeleteLinda H
Thanks so much for your concern. It means a lot, especially from someone I've never met in person! Blessings to you!
DeleteI am so sorry for the loss of your father. I will keep you and your family in my prayers.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Donna. Letting go of one's last parent hurts, I've discovered, even when it is a blessed relief of suffering. Your prayers are much appreciated.
DeletePrayers to you and your family, Nancy. My father is 87 and my mother is 82 and I am thankful for everyday I have with them! Lean on your friends, family, and of course, the Lord.
ReplyDeleteI'm leaning, all right! And thankful for all the love and support that's come my way these last few weeks. Thanks for stopping by and for your prayers. They're working!
DeleteOh I am sorry to read this. You and your sisters have a wonderful legacy.
ReplyDeleteWe sure do, Vee. I hope we can live up to that legacy! We have big shoes to fill. Thanks for visiting my little blog!
Delete