Sudden Fear As We Turn To Help.
As we remember out of child hood life, with friends and family.
My daddy was a Mig welder, he smoked and drank a lot all through his life.
His daddy was a very rough man on all the kids..there was a lot of kids they had back then,
One day he sat us down and told us another story how when him and his younger brothers and he always took care of them, but it was so hot they needed water..He was rough and he didn't give them water until the job was done.
My dad was a tough man, he made mom feel bad a lot..he did get physical with her. Later on in life dad thought he would be fine, but he started getting headaches and vomiting so we took him in and they found a tumor behind his left eye, size of a orange.We had to finally put dad in my room so mom and I could have the other room..he had breathing machines hooked up to him..When he went I sat by him and held his hand..he was only 46 years old ..he said he couldn't die he had his grand daughter to hold, I let him hold her and he gave her to mom, I looked into Dads face. He was holding my hand and I felt how cold they were.
I did really love my dad yesterday he would of been 72, my mother is living she is 72.
I wish I could of helped but my heart ached for my parents.
Dad use to take us to a fishing hole and we fished all day and caught frogs..and we we're happy in our own little world playing with daddy, he died so long ago..but he is with God I believe he repented at his death bed he was so calm..Oh daddy I love you
Written By Betty Bolden
Jesus Is my Joy