Everything is going okay

I know that it has been awhile since I have posted. It has been an extremely long week. Last Friday my boss passed away. He also had liver cancer. It seems unreal to walk in the office and him not sitting at his desk, with the biggest smile, and asking.."how ya' doing..what's going on?" He is a wonderful man, great person to work for. We miss him so much. RIP Mr. Comstock.
It seems like something in the world is not right. I go by my sister's house and Burkett is not there and it just does not seem right. I know that he is in a better palce, where there is no pain, no suffering. It still does not seem right without him here. Every morning, I pass the place where he was laid to rest and every afternoon I pass it again. Some days are harder than others but I know that it will get easier as time goes by.
Momma and Daddy is doing okay. Momma has had a rough week. It seems like it when the weather is colder she has rough days and even rougher nights. Daddy is just tired. I wish the weather would settle here. One day it is 70 and the next day it is 30 again. I will be glad to see warm weather so that Momma will feel like being out of the house.
I hope that everyone has a great week! Peace. love and happiness......

IN MEMORY

Today, I thank God for being a loving and caring God. I thank him for not allowing Lamar to stay on this Earth in pain. I thank God for love and mercy for our family. Last night, we all gathered in his home and so many of his family and friends were there talking and telling him of their love for him. So many prayers being lifted up for God's will to be done. So many of his friends talking about the "good ole' days" of fishing in Brunswick or the local creek and seeing the same friends kiss him on his head and tell him that he will be missed and of the love that they have for him.

The pain that he was in was unbearable. Words escape me as I try to write to post. So, bear with me. When I got to his home yesterday he was in awful pain. My SIL was holding his right hand as I rubbed his back, trying ease the pain until the medicine could get back to be administered. Finally, the meds were administered to him and then he eased off. He was looking at the ceiling like he was looking into the heavens. Even while in this pain, we wanted to go in the yard. Keep in mind, he could not walk. But he wanted to go in the yard and see the stars. (yea, he was a outdoor lover)

Sit in the porch or under the shelter during a rain storm, just to sit there. He would look around (not moving his head, only his eyes) to see who was there. Around (8:30) the hospice nurse came and decided he needed pain meds. After this, he nodded off.

I started calling this morning at 6:15am to get updates and told family members that I would be at work but would be leaving at noon if not before. I called and talked with Peggy around 9:15 am and she told it was getting really bad. She put the phone next to ear and I told him that I love him and that he could go and take care of things in Heaven and that I would take care of things here. That I would make sure that Peggy was okay. He moaned and then I told my sister that I would see her at lunch. At 9:40am I got the call that he had passed on. So, Lamar go ahead and do some fishing with Granny B. and know that we love you and will miss you more than words can say.

I am so thankful that he is no longer suffering and in pain. I am thankful that he is whole again.

Please pray for our family during this time. I hope that everyone has a good week. And always...peace, love and happiness!!!

P.S. That is Lamar and Max, his Pug at the store where we all go to get coffee in the mornings. I caught them this morning at 7am and took several pictures of them. Max and Bitsy would not leave Lamar last night as I think that they knew what was going on.