Sunday Morning Coffee Musings: A Daughter Without Her Father

Dear Dad,

It’s only been 3 months since you moved from earth to the heavens. I thought Father’s Day would be difficult but, not this difficult. I have been feeling the anxiety of it and the weight of it getting heavier all last week. And you know I am just now beginning to face grief so this is really hard. I don’t know what to say or what to do. I think I will look for an old Father’s Day card in one of your boxes and put it out. I will light a candle tomorrow and let it burn itself out. This seems like a good idea for the first year without you and maybe every year after. I am just thinking. Or maybe I will just be sad and ask to be left alone. Take a sleep med and go to bed early hoping for midnight to come soon and then morning and the day will be over. I have to at least wish others a Happy Father’s Day as I now join the group of those who miss their father, too.

Are there beaches in heaven? Yeah. I believe there are. Nature is in heaven. Can’t be just a white canvas or streets paved in gold and many mansions. The beach is it’s own mansion and so is the forest, the ocean, mountains ranges, valleys, the deserts, and so on. And they are sanctuaries, too. I wish you could have gotten the chance to go to the beach with us. We could have had coffee on the beach or the balcony. I think you would have found peace and heard from the Creator. You would have been inspired there, too. Well, I chose this photo because we both like coffee and you liked the lighthouse and this photo is perfect. I could see us chatting and then silence and just staring at the water.

~Nikki