Today would have been my father in law's 76th birthday. His fierce loyalty and compassion - first to
his family and then to his God was undeniably his greatest strength and an amazing inspiration to thousands around the world. He was man small in stature but a giant in spirit.
I miss him so much and love him so very much. Everyday.
Today I am going to do something that I have never done before on my blog. I have a guest blogger. My 8yr old son who understands deeply the healing and transformation that comes from writing from the heart, has asked if he can write a post on my blog about a man that had a deep impact on his life - his Grandad.
So my friends, meet my son, Sean Hazell.
This is about my granddad, aka poppa keith
Memories: me and him were in safeway and got donots . sorry if my spelling is wrong . any way it was sad when he died. i wish that he could stay longer even tho he was 75. but it was for a good propose so i would be a man of god. Thats what his death made me want to do. his death made me so sad I rely wanted to be a man of God.
i loved him. today I’m bringing flowers to his grave.
we don't know if it was the infection or the cancer that made him die.
anether memory: he always went to church and i think i listened to him always. he always prayed relly loud and I think his unknown language passed to me.
when he died and i held his hand i prayed for him to stay alive the next day.
this is anether memory: when i was in the hospital he said god bless you, my son. When he said that, he made me have more of God’s presence in me. It changed me a lot.
he was a very great man and i think if he didn't have any those things [illnesses] he would still be alive today.
I miss him.