I MISS MY DAD SO TERRIBLY!!! I am so heartbroken that he is no longer with us and some days just seem so painful to bear. I thought of how hard he worked during his life. He worked hard to provide for his family and he worked even harder to serve God. The word lazy would never ever be a word to describe Dad. He barely ever sat down. He loved to work hard and the pleasure in his life came from serving God and his fellowmen.
Dad spent many years as a butcher. We were very fortunate growing up as we ate a lot of meat and it was cooked by our Mom who always made great meals. . I remember going into the butcher's shop one day and he was cutting up a pig. As a young child I was just so mesmerised at this. On another occasion when I went in the shop, he had put a pigs foot up his sleeve and went to give me a hug. I about fell over.
As I got older, I would often call him to ask what meat to buy when I was at the store. He loved it when I asked his opinion.
He was such a good Dad. I simply cannot wait to see him again ;)
~John Sims- "Never to be forgotten - Always to be Remembered"
"We love and miss you Dad"


Tomorrow (Wednesday) is going to be rough on me. I work for a fabulous company "Stampin' Up! I signed up to be a Demonstrator with them back in 2004 and became an employee in 2007. It is the best job I have ever had. Layoffs were announced this past month and it is heartbreaking. We don't know who is on 'the list' until tomorrow. Whether I am or not, there are going to be many tears. Being that it is such a fabulous company makes it just so hard.




Happy Birthday to my favorite sister....(I can say that as she is my only one!!)
This is Lance and I in Hawaii. We had so much fun this day. We drove to the beach and a guy asked us if we wanted to hire a kayak. As we paddled our way 2 1/2 miles across the ocean to Captain Cook's monument, I couldn't help but think of Dad. As I have said before, he loved the water and I knew he would just love it in the kayak. The sun was beating down on us and I told Lance that our marriage relied on him keeping me upright in the kayak. :) He did a good job. Look how beautiful and clear the water is. You could see all the fish. I got 'spiked' by some sea creature on the shore and it stung like heck.
We spent lots of time in East Park (Hull, England) growing up. We never had a lot of money, nor did we need any to have a fabulous time together. We would often go in a rowing boat, or a motor boat. Dad loved for us to relax whilst he oared his way around the lake. We even went in the sea on our days at Bridlington. This was a little more scary than a lake :) 



So to all my family and friends AND myself: Though we mourn our great loss and wish beyond anything that Dad was with us and never got ill to begin with, we really have nothing to worry or fear. I can only imagine Dad looking down on all of us and begging, pleading with us to win the race, to fight the good fight just as he did.




