Memories of Thanksgiving

As Thanksgiving draws near I always begin thinking of you more heavily   Daddy. It is a special holiday for all of us and it was for you because it involved family. You loved your family and we loved you. I cherish the memories of all the Thanksgivings we shared and I am glad I have a video of us around the table in 2008 getting ready to chow down on a hearty meal mommy worked hard to prepare for us in love as she has done for the past 4 decades. I still remember us visiting you in rehab on Thanksgiving day in 2013. The day had began as most Thanksgivings of the past, God waking me up and me enjoying the Thanksgiving Parades as we all get ourselves together to come share the holiday with you and mommy. We practically lived for that day. LOL I remember the night before baking the butter cake for you. I cut you some slices and put them in a cookie tin. I also have seared in my memory when I gave you a slice of it while mommy was in the kitchen room heating up your Thanksgiving dinner in the microwave. My heart was breaking inside because I knew once we left you were going to be alone and that we would be in two separate places but I remember your happy reaction when you took a bite of the cake and you rubbed your feet together LOL I felt like a little girl who drew a picture for her parent and smiled as she saw the joy her parent expressed when seeing what she had made. It makes a child proud to make her parents happy and for them to be proud of their accomplishments. I thank you daddy that you supported me and you gave me advice when I would hit road blocks in life and most of all being there when you could help. I will never ever forget your unselfishness when it came to us and the love we saw every time you would visit us or we would visit you. I thank God I had a home you could come visit and relax and feel at home. I feel the same way when I visit the house I grew up in. It is my home always even though I live in my own home now but the one I grew up in will always be my first. Know that not a day goes by that I don't miss you daddy and I love you more than words can express. Wish you were still here so I could give you a hug, kiss, and another piece of cake. Your grandkids and great grandson miss you so much as well. We will be thinking about you this coming Thursday daddy as we do all the time and you will be with us in spirit as we continue on in life one day at at time without you physically. You may be gone from our eyesight but you are always present in our hearts. Happy Thanksgiving in Heaven Daddy. I love you.

I love you Daddy...on my mind all the time and always in my heart!

Wings of Angels

It was a missing case in 2004 that grabbed my heart. A 24 year old woman was missing. Her boyfriend later confessed to killing her. I dont know what it was about this particular case that grabbed me as it did. Maybe it was a realization that none of us are exempt to evil. This woman was not the first to go missing in the world and she wouldnt be the last. I began looking into other missing children's cases and it was brutally overwhelming how many children as well as adults were missing. Many grieving loved ones across the globe and new cases were being reported daily. Soon after this in late 2004 early 2005 I joined the cause to spread information about those who were missing and to make information available for those in need of where to turn. The name I chose for my memorial site, message board and facebook page is Cherubwings. I chose this name in hopes that those precious little ones who suffered and died at the hands of evil were now affixed with wings of angels flying free to be hurt no more but in the presence of God safe for all eternity.

When you see Angels wings it makes you think of Heaven and the angels the bible speak of not the fallen ones that were cast out of heaven along with Lucifer.

When we lose loved ones our hope and prayer is that they transitioned into the presence of the Lord and are in his care. The bible makes light that some will perish but those who believe in his son will not but will have life eternal. Some struggle with not knowing whether their loved ones died believing in Christ but try not to think about. We hold to hopes that they somehow some way were reconnected with him before their souls left their body and were forgiven for their transgressions. This past holiday was the first holiday I got to celebrate with normalcy since losing my dad in 2013. I thought of a dozen ways I wanted to remember him during the holidays from deocrating a tree just for him, adorning ornaments on my tree with his picture in them to leaving out a bowl of walnuts that he so enjoying around the holidays. I ended up doing all mentioned.

Before Christmas I found some angel wings in Sears and wanted to purchase them to put on my tree with my dad in mind but long lines persuaded me to try again another time. Yesterday I found these beautiful wings at the store and bought them to hang on my tree that remains up and decorated in my living room. I hold on to the Christmas season a little longer than most. LOL I hung one near my Dad's picture that hangs on the tree with a little fadora hat that I found. He had a collection of those hats and it was the perfect ornament to hang near him. Although the Bible mentions nothing about us becoming angels upon death it does mention in a parrable by Jesus of Lazarus the begger being carried to Abraham's bossom by Angels after his death. I pray that the angels carried my daddy to a perfect place of rest in the Kingdom of my Father to be with him forever. I do as much as I can to help me deal with the physical absence of my Dad and to keep him alive in my heart. I will never ever forget the man that was my daddy for 51 years.