This Father's Day is going to be a hard one.
PawPaw Hanson, praise God, is back at his home. He stayed at Hospice for a week but he decided that he wanted to continue his Hospice care in the comfort of his own home, his own bed, his own chair. He has had a few bad days and eating has become harder to do but praise God, he is alive and he is at home and he will be cherished until God calls him home.
Papa Bud, gone from here but never far from my heart was a wonderful father figure to me.
My dad, whom I love very much, traveled a lot when I was a little girl. It was normal not to see him for weeks and months at a time. Papa Bud always made up for my dad's absence by being a DAD to me & Raini.
Whether it was fishing or grocery shopping, everything was fun with Papa Bud.
His sense of humor and dedication to me won me over from the very start. My earliest memories are of him holding me. He was my world.
My Dad and I get closer every year which is a blessing. I had a really hard time bonding with my Dad as a teen. I blamed him for not being there for me. It wasn't entirely his fault but as a teen I thought I knew everything. We are very close now and I can honestly say my Dad is one of my dearest friends.
But Papa Bud is set apart from every relationship in my life. He was, and is my gold star. Our bond was special and will be something I carry in my heart forever, until I see him again.
Yes, this Father's Day will be a hard one. A time of reflections, sadness and thankfulness for the wonderful men God has placed in my life.
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