Two years ago today... I can still hardly believe it. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you and miss you terribly. I miss your big bear hugs! You taught me that every day is a beautiful day. You made it a beautiful day. Scrabble, Yahtzee, The Andy Griffith Show, Bass fishing, time with family, the outdoors, cottage cheese, pin-striped long-sleeved shirts, chili, a good homecooked meal, Jenga, coffee, Wednesday & Sunday night church services, bananas, the moon & stars, predicting the rain, everything patriotic, helping others, a ride in the car, Lake Parker, big bear hugs, the Bible verse, "Be still and know that I am God" and Jesus.... some of your favorite things. I'm thankful for every "bonus day" God gave you, and as much as I miss you, I know in His wisdom and grace, He took you before covid hit. My comfort is that you are safe in the arms of Jesus and all your suffering has been taken away. It was a true blessing to see you come to Christ later in life. I cherish all the good memories, and it was a joy caring for you in your older years. In your younger years you were always my biggest cheerleader and you only saw the good. I ALWAYS knew you loved me and knew there was nothing I could do to change that. Nothing. I would never have been ready to let you go, but God's grace is constantly sufficient, and I know He knows best. So in HIs eyes, today IS a beautiful day because he took you home to be with Him on this day in 2019. You will ever be loved and always be missed. I carry you in my heart and know I will see you again one day. In the meantime, I'm asking our LORD to give you a hug from me to you. I love you, Papa Lee.