Yesterday it rained most of the day. Mike and I were at his parents house, and I had a feeling the rain would turn to snow at our house.
Yesterday we were gathered around my father in law to tell him how much we loved him.
Yesterday our sweet Corey Dad returned to his Heavenly Father greeted by his parents and my Dad, along with lots of other loved one that have gone on before.
The rain reflected my sadness, but also felt comforting.
My Dad passed away eleven years and six months ago. Mike's dad was just like him. They were both hard workers, soft spoken, and they loved their Savior Jesus Christ.
For the last ten years I have loved Corey Dad like my Dad. It is sad to have him gone, but comforting to know his spirit is still with us.
Five years ago we moved into our house. We knew the snow would come, and we knew there would be a lot of it.
For the last five years I would get a phone call anytime the mountain looked snowy. Mike's dad would call to check on me. He knew his daughter in law was a fish out of water up there in the snowy mountains.
I looked forward to those phone calls. I loved joking with him about what I was baking to stay warm.
This morning the snow reminded me of all those conversations. I won't be getting phone calls anymore when the snow comes, but I will remember Corey Dad and how he's still thinking of me.
I love you Dads.