Memories.

Last night was a restless night (apparently). I remember watching the clock hit 5:00 a.m. before I was finally able to relax enough to turn off the light and curl up with Tyson (my poodle). I was miserable..and really that's the only explanation I had. Didn't understand it..but it makes a little more sense how that it's morning again.

I got the news this morning that my hero, my sweet Uncle Dave, passed away around 6 a.m. He fought a hard battle with cancer for many years and this morning God called him home to rest. I've never really been the one to believe much in things like this, but -now what it's morning again- I wonder if that had anything to do with why I just wasn't able to find rest last night.

Obviously there have been lots of phone calls and things of that nature this morning to our house..concern, prayers, all that stuff that comes at a time like this..but the things that seems to be the most on my mind are the things that only exist in memories: the sound of his sweet Cajun drawl that I loved so much, his laughter, and the way that he always called us "Baby". He was a great man of God..and a great husband, father, "DeDad" to Eva and Gib, pastor, friend, and many more things to many people. He had a big heart and a great sense of humor. He was truly a man of love.

Although he was my uncle I always viewed him as more of a grandfatherly figure and ever since I was a little girl I said that he would preach my wedding someday..just as he had preached my parents' wedding. On a day like today, I'm not really sure how to feel or what to think of feel. I only know that he will forever be here in our hearts. We love you. We always will.