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Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.

Coach I am so very sorry for your loss. May your heart and soul find peace and comfort. I will keep you and your family in my thoughts and prayers. Sending love, strength and big hugs.
xx
 
Merry Saturday MMC ~
It’s going to be sunny but cold today, highs near 30 degrees. I have to do some food shopping this morning. I’ll be working on the laundry afterward. My husband and I will be attending a 50th birthday party later this evening for a friend I went to high school with, should be lots of fun. That’s about it for me. I hope everyone is well and has a wonderful weekend!
xx
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.

So sorry for your loss. Will keep you and your family in my thoughts and prayers.
 
It's Friday, Yea!!!!
Boy I sure started off this day with a thud! I drive to work, parked the truck, grabbed my lunch box, coffee travel mug and my breakfast, got out of the truck and whoosh, I was flat on my back!!! The parking lot was a complete sheet of ice, I did not see it, and my feet, went out from underneath of me so quickly, I landed flat on my back (it felt like every vertebrae cracked) and my head bounced off the ice... My coffee mug went up in the air, it hit the inside of my drivers side door and went all over that, me and the ground... Ugggghhhh!

I was more embarrassed than anything else. I was not hurting then, but, I'm getting sore now. My back is hurting and the back of my head hurts too! I just took some Excedrin, to see if that helps. I gotta an hour commute to get back home and I really do not want to do it all sore and achy.

I want to go home to a heating pad!!!

Hope you are feeling better today but if you're still sore best to get check out to be safe.
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.
I am on sorry for your loss..as others have said do not feel bad for what you said to him...at the time it needed to be said. I lost my Mom 6 years ago so I know how difficult it is to lose a parent. Many prayers for you and your family.
 
It's Friday, Yea!!!!
Boy I sure started off this day with a thud! I drive to work, parked the truck, grabbed my lunch box, coffee travel mug and my breakfast, got out of the truck and whoosh, I was flat on my back!!! The parking lot was a complete sheet of ice, I did not see it, and my feet, went out from underneath of me so quickly, I landed flat on my back (it felt like every vertebrae cracked) and my head bounced off the ice... My coffee mug went up in the air, it hit the inside of my drivers side door and went all over that, me and the ground... Ugggghhhh!

I was more embarrassed than anything else. I was not hurting then, but, I'm getting sore now. My back is hurting and the back of my head hurts too! I just took some Excedrin, to see if that helps. I gotta an hour commute to get back home and I really do not want to do it all sore and achy.

I want to go home to a heating pad!!!
Oh no! Hope you are feeling better today and you can get some rest this weekend.
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.
Real sorry to hear this. Loosing a parent is tough. I lost both of mine to Alzheimer's disease. There is a long, rough healing period but eventually things do get better.
Keep the faith and keep strong.
 
Good Morning, Fellow Weekenders.

Yep. Another 2-day end-of-the-week oasis respite is here.
A time to sit back, relax a bit, sip some tea, munch on a leftover fired twinkie, and start getting yourselves into the proper frame of mind to read and digest the latest count numbers.

Ready?
(Of course you are, or you wouldn't be here.)
So:
Days to the Season: 283
Days to Christmas Day: 325

Milestone number two?
It's the ONE-QUARTER marker to the Season.
The distance?
NINE days. (That's SINGLE DIGITS, Guys!)
The upshot?
Celebration time!

A chilly turn of the weather yesterday, and we only reached a high in the 40's.
Another cold one is predicted for today with a low 40's figure expected for the high before somewhat warmer (and wetter) weather returns for tomorrow.
We begin this first weekend day at a chattery 26 degrees here in the capital city of North Carolina.

Have a Sensational Saturday, Everybody!
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.
My heart and prayers are with you and your family.
 
Good Morning, Fellow Weekenders.

Yep. Another 2-day end-of-the-week oasis respite is here.
A time to sit back, relax a bit, sip some tea, munch on a leftover fired twinkie, and start getting yourselves into the proper frame of mind to read and digest the latest count numbers.

Ready?
(Of course you are, or you wouldn't be here.)
So:
Days to the Season: 283
Days to Christmas Day: 325

Milestone number two?
It's the ONE-QUARTER marker to the Season.
The distance?
NINE days. (That's SINGLE DIGITS, Guys!)
The upshot?
Celebration time!

A chilly turn of the weather yesterday, and we only reached a high in the 40's.
Another cold one is predicted for today with a low 40's figure expected for the high before somewhat warmer (and wetter) weather returns for tomorrow.
We begin this first weekend day at a chattery 26 degrees here in the capital city of North Carolina.

Have a Sensational Saturday, Everybody!
Thanks Crown! Happy Superbowl Weekend!
 
Praying for quick and lasting pain relief!

Ugh! A lousy way to start any day! Make sure to see a doctor if the pains continue---especially headaches, seeing as how you hit your head.

The parking lot at my office was pretty bad this morning, too, but I was expecting it, so I took it easy and "penguin walked" to the door. And after I got there, I realized I left something in the car that I would need ... back over the ice again!

Have a nice hot soak to try to ease your aches, and see if you can take it easy this weekend.

That ice is so dangerous. I hope you’re feeling alright today xmastidings.

Thank you! My back and the back of my head is still sore, but overall, I'm not complaining. I could of really hurt myself bad on that ice, but thank the Lord I didn't. I've been taking 800mg of Ibuprofen and or alieve, and it has been helping a lot.
 
Coach, I'm so sorry for your loss. My prayers will be with you and your family at this time. Find peace in your heart, in knowing that he is now, in a much better place with our Heavenly Father. One day, you will be with him once again, my friend. God Bless!
 
It's 1:00, and the wife is sleeping, so I am trying to not make much noise in the place. She was up till around 5:30 this morning; with an upset stomach. We went out late last night to get something to eat at an all-night diner and apparently, what she got, upset her stomach all night long. I didn't feel the greatest either, but I think that was the result of eating a hamburger at midnight!

When I was younger, I used to be able to eat what ever I wanted, at whatever time I wanted it, and it never bothered me. Now-a-days, I've been feeling like bloated, restless sleeping, heavy dreaming, if I eat dinner too late at night. I wake feeling as though I ate a brick, the night before and that I didn't get a restful sleep. I guess it has something to do with age, I don't know. It's like the older you get, the more things start to bother you when they never did before. Welcome to middle age...lol!
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.

I'm so sorry, my friend. My prayers are with you and your family. I know its natural to think back to the bad things but try to focus on the good. Nothing you said could have changed the love he had for you and how proud he was of the person and father you have become.
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.

So sorry for your loss, Coach! Praying for strength and comfort for you in the days to come.
 
Friends, it hasn't been a good week.

I lost my Dad. Talked to him last Sunday night. Tried calling him on Monday night. No answer. Tried calling him on Tuesday night. No answer. That wasn't normal behavior, but Dad was known to work late or go to sleep early, so I just didn't think much of it. On Wednesday, we got a call from his work saying that he hadn't been to work all week. When the police broke into his camper, they found him in his bed. They believe he passed away Sunday night/early Monday morning.

Tomorrow, we have his funeral. We haven't got his body back, yet. There are some issues going on with it in Texas, so we are just going to have a little ceremony and then take visitors at our church. I think I have been going on adrenaline for three days, but I can feel the crash coming. I'm getting highly irritable, angry, and just mad at the world.

I haven't even cried, yet.

My dad was my hero. However, he just didn't take care of himself. He had a heart attack, two strokes, and was a diabetic....who didn't take his medicine or eat the way he was supposed. Right before Thanksgiving, I really laid into him about it. Said ugly, ugly things that he needed to hear....but it was so ugly. Right now, I regret it so...

Our conversation Sunday night was longer than usual. We talked about the Super Bowl, our plans for hunting season, and his granddaughters....he always talked about his girls.

I'm not sure how to get through tomorrow. I don't want to go to sleep....don't want to face the day. I know it is what I have to do, but that doesn't make it any easier.

I'm not sure who you talk to when you go to sleep at night, but please pray strength for our family.

Oh, Coach, I am so very sorry for your loss. My prayers are with you. As Made posted, nothing you said could change how much love your dad had for you, but I'm sure it showed him how much love you have for him. Sending you and your family much love, strength, and big hugs. {{{HUGS}}}
 
It's snowing out! Such a pretty sight to see outside right now. The weather forecast is not encouraging as there could be several storms headed this way. Time will tell. :)

Be safe and merry!
 
Thinking of you Coach. 11 years ago it was the well wishes of people here that helped me cope with my dad's death. In my darkest of hours the wishes came to me - Cedar. Crown. Jayish. Made. Angels who helped me heal.
 
Good Sunday morning! I was up at 6m, wish I would've slept more. I was exhausted after work yesterday but luckily have the day off today. We'll go grocery shopping and buy what we need for the Superbowl tonight. And we have to go feed my in-laws' birds one last time. Looking forward to relaxing this afternoon. Have a great day everyone!
 
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