About Me
- DD
- I was born & raised in Vancouver, BC but now live in suburban Kirkland, WA. I love adventure although I seem to be more cautious since having kids. Scuba diving, sky diving, two safaris in Africa, backpacking Europe, soul-searching in Israel, and the list goes on, have all been in my distant past. Now, my life is about family and raising my kids to love God, love people and serve the world. I have got one talented husband, one angel child, one spirited child, and a large, supportive extended family. Life is good.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
A Note to my Dad for Father's Day (June 21, 2015)
Father's Day was tough this year, Dad, because my heart still aches for you. You are and will always be my best friend, best supporter, best example and best love.
The other day, I cried for you and my sweet Madison said, "Oh mamma. Let me turn off the TV", then she gazed right through me with her big eyes, felt my pain, held me and stayed with me until the moment passed. I have learned that grieving never ends. It comes in waves. And that's okay because grief proves love.
My heart is beyond broken to be apart from you even 2 years later. The hope and promise of eternity doesn't even begin to erase the pain, but the pain does ease just a little as time goes by. I will never fully adjust to your absence; I don't think I am meant to. At least not until that faithful day when Jesus, and you, welcome me into His everlasting presence...to be together...forever.
As a family, we walked with you as far to Heaven's gate as humanly possible. Even though I missed the last Easter with you and was not with you when you passed, my thoughts and prayers were with you always and daily. I am thankful that your transition to Heaven was peaceful. That peace continues to cover me. I am thankful that you are now fully healed and completely whole with two hands and a clear mind.
Love you, Dad, always and forever. Thank you for giving me life. Happy Father's Day!
The other day, I cried for you and my sweet Madison said, "Oh mamma. Let me turn off the TV", then she gazed right through me with her big eyes, felt my pain, held me and stayed with me until the moment passed. I have learned that grieving never ends. It comes in waves. And that's okay because grief proves love.
My heart is beyond broken to be apart from you even 2 years later. The hope and promise of eternity doesn't even begin to erase the pain, but the pain does ease just a little as time goes by. I will never fully adjust to your absence; I don't think I am meant to. At least not until that faithful day when Jesus, and you, welcome me into His everlasting presence...to be together...forever.
As a family, we walked with you as far to Heaven's gate as humanly possible. Even though I missed the last Easter with you and was not with you when you passed, my thoughts and prayers were with you always and daily. I am thankful that your transition to Heaven was peaceful. That peace continues to cover me. I am thankful that you are now fully healed and completely whole with two hands and a clear mind.
Love you, Dad, always and forever. Thank you for giving me life. Happy Father's Day!
Madison's view of teenagers...
Madison to her sister a couple of days ago...
"Jaclyn, you are going to be a teenager soon and that is really sad. You are going to have big boobs and be all makeupy. I don't want to be a teenager."
"Jaclyn, you are going to be a teenager soon and that is really sad. You are going to have big boobs and be all makeupy. I don't want to be a teenager."
A New Meaning for Grilled Cheese
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