Posted by Julie Chambers (post) on 12/28/2005, 12:25 am My Dad really put up a great fight, and boy do I miss him. Being in and out of the hospital for the last three months, it still feels like he is out there...somewhere... i just have to find him.. I found my peace in those last hours by reassuring myself he will no longer be in pain. Now I feel like I gave up hope, that I let him down, that I didn't visit him enough. But at the same time.. I know I visited him ALOT, I had to view things from a logical point of view, and I never gave up hope, but I knew I had to prepare for the worse as the symptoms worsened. Writing his obituary today really helped me feel like I did something my Dad would be proud of. Although it came out to costing alot more than we originally planned, I think he is well worth it. I couldn't help but brag about him, and throw in some of the things he loves: God, family, Marines and his cars. Many of you are far younger than I am, I'm 25, and my heart goes out to you. I feel like I had 20 years with my Dad stolen from me. But I also know he lived a very successful, rich life, and the best thing of all was knowing I was next to him for his final breath, and the final beat of his heart. Below is the poem we're including at his memorial service Friday. Maybe some of you can appreciate it like we are. I'm not sure who the author is: The Lord saw you were tired A golden heart stopped beating, It’s lonesome here without you When days are sad and lonely, Each time I see your picture,
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My father died last Wednesday, so I am also going through shock. I posted back in September when we first found out his melanoma had spread to his brain after taking him to ER for kidney failure.
And a cure was not to be,
So He put his arms around you
And whispered, “Come with me.”
With tearful eyes, we watched you suffer
And saw you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A beautiful smile at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best.
We miss you so each day,
Our lives aren’t the same
Since you went away.
And everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper,
“Cheer up and carry on.”
You seem to smile and say,
“Don’t cry, I’m in God’s keeping,
We’ll meet again someday.”
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