It’s nice when there are multiple birthdays and anniversaries in the same month. It makes it easy to remember them. But it is really sad when you start adding deaths to that list.
Today, I want to honor my dad and mother. Dad was born August 1, he died August 4. He and mom married on August 12. Mom was born August 19. She went home to the Lord in March, close to another anniversary. But at the end of this month, we will have her celebration of life service since she went home to be with the Lord in the midst of the pandemic. We can now finally have more than 20 people in attendance!
Dad was a decorated veteran of World War II. He served with distinction and says he only survived by God’s grace. He was a bombardier and his plane was hit multiple times. You can read a bit more about him and his service in a blog post I wrote here.
Mom was a homemaker. She took her position seriously. Dad was very fussy about the house so mom kept it immaculate. Inside and outside. Dad worked a lot.
We were blessed to help them celebrate 50 years and then they went on to nearly 54 years, just days after dad went home to be with the Lord. I remember asking dad what he attributed their long marriage too, at the celebration. I can chuckle now but I don’t think he understood my question. His response? Vitamins.
Needless to say, like many born during the depression, they did not show each other a lot of affection. At least not loving affection. Dad was not the easiest man to love. But since I was daddy’s little girl, I saw no faults – until I was about 16. Life with a teenager got a bit ugly. In fact, this is the last picture of them before my sister moved out. Life went down hill as now they only had me to focus on!
Let me just say, I did used to pray they would divorce. The fighting was pretty intense at times. But as dad laid dying over 8 months, while the doctors tried to figure out what was killing him, I was so glad they stayed married. And that is my point today.
Jesus encourages us after several warnings: “I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.” John 16:33 NLT
I have the peace of God in my life today, as I reflect back. I wasn’t the easiest daughter for my parents. I went through a rebellious time, as did many in the tumultuous late 60s and early 70s. But I never doubted they loved me.
I miss my parents. I miss all of our celebrations. Dad passed before he met my grand children. But he knew his other three grandsons. Thankfully, we had mom for 21 years after dad passed. She not only met my grandchildren, my first born was actually born on her birthday!!! So now we can add another birthday to celebrate to August….and guess what, my second grandson was also born in August, three days after his brother’s birthdate! So for five years, we had a big birthday celebration for all three of them. Last year, no celebrations because of the pandemic and our loss of mom.