Picking up the pieces

It's been a while since I've published a blog post... and I wanted to bring everyone up to date on what's been happening in my life.

Shortly after my last post in May, my father was taken to the hospital with pneumonia. Within a few days, he was moved to intensive care... and less than two weeks later, he passed away It's been two months now, but it still seems surreal to me. My father lived with heart disease for 26 years. He had several heart attacks, a few other scares, and many surgical procedures throughout the years. We just didn't expect it to end that way -- with pneumonia (aggravated by his congestive heart failure).

I was lucky to have him for a father. I hear a lot of horror stories from other folks, especially women, about the terrible relationships they had with their fathers. That was never the case for me. Sure, we had some fights and disagreements when I was growing up... everyone does! But I always knew that he loved me, even when I did crazy things. Even when I disappointed him. Even when he didn't understand what I was doing. And that love was a gift that I'll treasure and miss for the rest of my life.

This loss has hit me pretty hard, but right now, I'm trying to start picking up the pieces again.

This will be my last post on blogger. I was already in the process of moving my blog to my new Wordpress site back in May, and I'm going to finish that now. The blogger site used Feedburner to send out emails, but I'll be using a new system with Wordpress -- so if you're reading this via email and would like to continue receiving these posts in email, please visit http://www.recoveringpentecostal.com/blog and subscribe under the new system.