My Dad crossed over April 4, 2008.
Thank you Dad, for all you gave me, and all you taught me. I will always love you. I miss you so much. I have always known how lucky I am to have had a father like you. I wish I could hug you just one more time.
If tears could build a staircase
and memories a lane
I'd climb right up to heaven
and bring you home again.
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says 'I'll try again tomorrow'."
Mary Anne Radmacher
Do not say "I follow the one true path of the Spirit,"
but rather "I have found the Spirit walking on my path,"
for the Spirit walks on ALL paths...
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you