One of those days...

On March 10, 2010 I posted this post.  In light of this day that happened over two years ago, I knew one day, a day like this past Wednesday could be in our future.  But nothing prepares you for a day like this.  No amount of time makes its easier, simpler, less painful. I mentioned in that post sometimes we have days we know we'll never forget.  I can say with certainty, if I thought the diagnosis would haunt me, it was only a glimpse of the way that Wednesday morning impacted me.  To say I won't forget it is an understatement.

Michael F Linley was my father-in-law.  He was my husbands beloved father and a grandfather to my children.  He was stubborn.  He fought very hard. And now he is finally at peace.  I thank God for simple mercies like a quick passing.  Of all the things I prayed for through this, I think this small  mercy was God's greatest gift in the end.

Mike, I will miss your calls on my birthday...singing me happy birthday loudly and with abandon. I will miss so many things. I am emmensely sad that my children won't know you as the strong, independent man you used to be. But know your children and Stacey will be sure to tell them all about you and your memory will live on always.

Also, thank you for my husband.  He's in good hands and I promise to always take good care of him.

I'm sure you're up there somewhere bragging about your amazing family and how loved you were.  Because you were.  Or maybe for now you're kicked back in your sunglasses, drinking a Corona (no lime, no glass) and listening to a baseball game or even playing a little golf.  Where ever you are...I know there is now peace for you.

For now we figure out how to move on in our life without you.  And I suspect of all the battles we've been through, this one will be the toughest.

Love you always.

For his obituary, click here.