It's been years...literatly

So when I say it's been years, I mean it!! I have not blogged in over a year or two! Where the HECK does time go???? it's gone!!!! Me and my sister were working out at her house, as we try to do sometimes when we get sick of all the chatty, starring people at the gym. She showed me how to print your blog into a book. I thought it was the cutest thing! I looked up my blog and could not believe how many things I actually blogged about, and how preacious all these memories were to me. Time is just flying by way to quickly and I feel like it's very important for me to start writing all these wonderful, crazy, ugly, happy, or whatever moments in my life down. From now on, this is my journal of my life. I want to try and go back however on some things that have happened that I have missed. I guess I'll start from when my dad died. Oh man I am gettin teary eyed already. So it happened so fast. It was Christmas morning 2009. Me and my family woke up early and had a wonderful time opening presants, eating candy and just doing the morning christmas thing. I got a phone call from my sister Summer. She was hysterical!! I could barely hear anything she was saying. I thought that maybe something bad had happend to one of her kids or something. I just flipped out and starting freaking out and feeling so sad for her and then she began to tell me over and over that she was so sorry. The words of my dad came out of her voice and it hit me that my dad had died. My emotions went out of control I ran upstairs and just started sobbing out loud. I remember just being so broken and sad. I got off the phone with Summer and just bawled my head off. I called my mom and told her and she did the same. She was so sad for my dad to be gone, and especially sad for her daughters. My poor kids and husband were hearing all of this and I imagine they were all very sad. I couldn't really do anything for them at this point. What happeded to my dad was... the night before he was spending the night at my aunt Karens house. Trudy alway's had breakfast with my dad christmas morning, so he decided to stay at Karens so Trudy would not have to drive as far to pick him up. He had a crazy wild Christmas Eve, so I was told. Sounds like he had a great time but also a bad time. When Trudy went to pick him up Christmas morning, Karen went to go get him out of bed. She could not wake him and came out of the room telling Trudy... " I think he's dead" Trudy then went into the room to find my dad lying on his stomach and yes he had died. I can't imagine being in Trudys shoes at that moment. Me and my sisters all drove down to Karens house to see my dad and be with him until the mortuary came. It was the saddest thing I have ever had to go through in my life thus far. My uncle Dave and Dad were very close to one another. He came to see my dad too and it was just so sad. Dave was screaming at my Dad, hitting him, telling him he was so dramatic and of course he had to die on Christmas morning. I was so mad a dave I just wanted to scream at him!! but I knew how sad he was. He loved my dad so much and everyone deals with things in their own way. I am so very proud of my dad though. He tried so hard this Christmas to be their for us girls and all his grandkids. He had been walking to the DI searching for presants for the grandkids. He had bought him a nice outfit and laid it out all nice to wear for his Christmas breakfast. I miss him so much. Me and my sisters were just zombies for awhile there after. We only wanted to be near one another. We all had our own speacial relationships with dad. We were the only ones who truly understood what it was like to be HIS daughters. We knew a side of dad that only we could no. The death of my dad was so sad and really should not have happened to him at such a young age of 52. But he did have his trials and his body was so damaged. The best way for me to come to terms with it is so remember that he could not and would not progress anymore in this life. His body was to hurt and damaged from all the things he had done to it. I pray that he is in heaven right now with a young healthy body and is looking down on us and all of his grandkids and being our angel. I love him so much and I love my sisters so much. I just can't imagine life without them.