Heavy Hearts and Joyful Spirits

It is with a heavy heart that I tell you of the passing of my father, Dave Loner, on this past Sunday. As was his way, he waited until Mom and Davey had gone to run an errand, he bathed, dried his hair then laid down and died peacefully. No fuss. No drama just him - and Him in the final moments.
We are with my mom now, helping in the little ways that we can, to get ready for the funeral on Thursday. It feels good to be here - and yet -it is so terribly sad.
And there is no question that he was ready - that he was tired of the pain and the battle and that he knew without question Who waited for him on the other side of that pain. There is more to write, but since only two hours of sleep have blessed me since I got the news last night, and a 12 hour car ride with three kids has added to my fatigue, I'll wait and write that another day.
God Bless.