Transition

Just wanted to share a short conversation that dad and I had this past summer.  It has helped me put things in perspective and brought me peace.

 

When dad was still working at Huntington and I was at the studio, we started a weekly lunch date at Franks.  Once he stopped working, we continued our weekly lunch at Russ'.  I really looked forward to our lunches together.  We would talk about everything from hunting/fishing (which was mostly me listening to dad) to projects dad thought Jer and I should do on our house to dad giving me advice on how to discipline our kids to how I should treat Jer.  I truly respected everything he had to tell me.

 

One Wednesday this past summer at Russ' (on the side without the phones of course), dad started a conversation about it not seeming fair how everyone around him was older and healthier and enjoying their food.  When I agreed with him that it didn't seem fair, he immediately replied, "It's not so bad.  I know where I'm going.  It's just this transition that sucks."

 

His words struck me and they still bring me comfort today.  I have never doubted that my dad was a Christian and that he loved God.  However, to hear him verbalize that he knew where he was going and to hear him refer to his experience as a "transition" brought me such peace.

 

This life is not the only thing....death is not the end....it is merely a transition to our everlasting, heavenly home.  Thank you dad for putting things in perspective.