My Dad finally gained his wings this Friday, passed peacefully in hospice around 3:30pm. Unfortunately, he didn't wait for us to get there, but that's ok. We joke that he did that to us often in life anyway, took off without telling anyone. He's now free, healed, happy and not suffering anymore.
Here's the pic I chose for the obit. He was such a handsome, sweet fella. It was a casual pic, but I just loved his smile in this one and he was so healthy then.
I have such peace about it and no regrets. We had a wonderful relationship and as I went through old pics, I just felt so overwhelmed with happiness thinking about the good times. And I know he's with the Lord, so I don't have to worry about him anymore. It's ok.
My brother has already caused us some problems. I won't get into all, but he wasn't there for Dad at all while he was sick and has done some very wrong things. A couple days before Dad passed, he went over and took the car and few other things, including some guns. I had to call the police on him, filed a report, but didn't press charges...yet. He brought the car back, and disabled it.

I felt I had to send him a strong message. Just keep my family in your prayers as the viewing is tomorrow, funeral Tuesday. I am really afraid my brother is going to make a big scene, who knows what drama or trouble. He's capable of most anything. I'm asking God to shut the lion's mouth! So the rest of us can celebrate Dad's life in joy and peace.
Also, I have 9 nice tomato plants I grew from Dad's favorite tomato and I'm going to give a few to certain special family and friends. I wrote up a little piece to go with them, an encouraging analogy to how we are like a seed planted. I'm so glad to have them to share.