The Greatest Fish Story Ever

The last day that my daddy went fishing, the day he fell and broke his ribs that started the whole journey to his passing, he caught two little catfish. Not big enough for anything but he kept them and told Turner, his fishing partner that he was going to release them into the pond at the cemetary. Well, it was 3 weeks from the time he fell until he was put into the hospital, then in the hospital for a week and half. ITs been just over 7 weeks since he passed. This past week when cleaning out his truck my brother opened a cooler that was full of water and much to his surprise there were those two little catfish in that cooler and after 2 months they were still alive. Just the most amazing thing to be in that cooler all this time and still alive. So my brother and nephews followed through with what my daddy wanted to do with those fish, they took them to the cemetary pond and set them free! Maybe daddy is out there fishing for them now.

Home Again

Well here it is the saturday before Thanksgivng. I have so many mixed emotions right now about going back home to Kansas. I want to go and am excited to see Mom, my brother, sister in law and nephews! But I do not want to go either. I can not stand the fact that I will be at home and daddy will not be there! Its breaking my heart but I have to face it I know!

So Now What?

Have you ever gotten on of those emails that has about 20 or so questions about yourself, you fill it out and send it out to all your friends. I have gotten them dozens of times. One question on there was always "What is your greatest fear?" My answer has always been the same. My greatest fear is to lose my dad!
So now what!? My greatest fear has come true and I feel like I am living that fear over and over every day.