On may 3rd 2003 I recieved a horrifieing phone call that my father had passed away. I had tried to prepare myself because I knew it was coming.He had lung cancer and 2 tumors on his brain.6 months before he passed they had said the cancer and tumor were gone.That the chemo and radiation had worked.A month before he died my 2 daughters and I traveled to ind. to see him.What I seen broke my heart.The last time I had seen my father he had alot of weight and long hair.When I walked through the door I seen a man that was very small and no hair. Like he aged 20 years.That is when I found out the cancer was back.The next day we had to call an ambulance and went to the hospital.I stayed by his side all night holding his hand and we really talked.He told me not to be sad that he lived his life.Seen lots of places.He was a veitnam veteran.When the doctor came in the next morning I asked him how long he thought my father had to live.He looked at me and said a month if that long.I had to leave and come back home 2 days later.Exactly 1 month to the day my father passed away.I didnt know how to deal with it and went into a deep depression.So myself and 2 girls started going to church.Every sunday morning the surmons felt like they were derected at me.I went to church 3 times a week.God helped me get through my lose.About 6 months after he died me and my children had just finished watching a movie and they had went to bed.I got up to turn everything off and there was a bright light coming through the window.I opened the door and my car was on fire.I always kept my fathers picture on the dashboard. The car started on its own and drove across the street.The way it was angeled it should have went into a deep ditch instead in slightly turned into a church driveway barely missing a pole.Then in turned a full left turn and parked.When the officer arrived she asked me who drove it over there and I told her it drove itsself.There were several witnesses to confirm it.Know one could believe there eyes.There was no way that car could have drove into that lot and do a full left turn on its own.By rights it should have crossed the road and went into that ditch.When the fire department put the fire out I looked in the car.The dash board was melted and there was nothing there except one thing.The picture of me and my dad.It was burned around the edges and the only thing left of that picture were our faces.To this day I believe my father moved that car away from the house in case it blew up it would not have hurt me or the girls.That picture stays with me in any vehicle I drive now.I am coming up on the 4 year anniversary of his death and I always pray for the strength to get through that day.It is the hardest day of the year for me.I usually cry most of the day.But I have found if I talk to someone about his life it is so much easier to get through.My father is on my shoulder each and every day keeping me safe. I also believe on my other shoulder is my grandfather whom also died of lung cancer in my arms 2 years before my father.Please pray for me and my family to gather the strength to get through another year.The hardest part is I had noone all these years to cry on until now.I have met my soulmate and he is my rock.I know my father sent him to me.I prayed to him and god to give me someone that would really love me and not hurt me.To let me be happy with for once in my life.2 days later I met this wonderful man I have looked for all my life.Thank you God for leading me in the right direction.When you werent carring me I knew you were there giving me the strength to do it on my own. Last edited on Sat Mar 17th, 2007 12:21 pm by dolphingirlross
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