Growing up I tuned into a channel called Z-Tv which showed Christian music videos. It's funny, because I haven't thought about that time in my life in a very long time. Nor, honestly, have I thought about the songs I heard & fell in love with then either. Yet, many times today I found myself humming the words to PFR's Life Goes On. I had to search out a music video for it, & while this isn't the members of PFR performing it, the words are still oh so fitting for me right now.
My life won't be the same, but it will go on & I will smile from time to time. Oh the lessons learned. I just wish sometimes they didn't hurt so much. That the fixes were easier & the scars not so deep. Yet, I am grateful. I am grateful for a man I was honoured enough to call my father. A man that loved me enough that I ache now that he's not here. That's something far too many people can't understand or take for granted. Which is something I did. I always took my Dad for granted. I always envisioned him there. No matter how crazy or nerdy he might have been.
I am, more then I could ever express, eternally grateful that God blessed me with that kind of father. I couldn't imagine my life without him, & yet here I am. The sun will shine & life will go on.