If my tomorrow never comes, please don’t feel sorry for me. Please don’t mourn for me. Celebrate….celebrate because I’m back with him, which is where I belong. There is nothing to grieve. Look at the picture for this post and know that my arms are wrapped around him again, listening to his corny jokes and being grateful that I’ll have my eternity with him….
And then, after we’ve embraced for 100 years, he’ll spread his beautiful angel wings and say, “Daddy, watch me fly!”
And I’ll say with the biggest smile on my face, “I’m watching, Randy….Daddy’s watching….😊”
I can’t wait….❤️♾ love beyond forever
For the love of Randy... 