




As I sat with him the last couple of weeks of his life, I saw so many people come and go from the house. Each person brought stories of how dad impacted their life. I am motivated to be a better person, and I strive to make my kids proud to call me mom. I want to do good things for others and never tell a sole. I want to look for ways to help others without recognition. I want to be more servant minded.
I know my dad is in a better place, and I can't wait to hear his voice call my name again. I can't wait to get one of his big strong hugs. Abbey asked the other day if we get sparkley legs in heaven. I told her that I was not sure but I know Papa has a new body that is cancer free now. He's free to eat as much chocolate ice cream and dr. pepper he can stomach.
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