…I miss his voice.
…I miss his sarcasm.
…I miss his laugh.
…I miss the times he would take time for fun.
…I miss his comfort during times of pain.
…I miss his presence.
…I just miss him.
(Brookfield Zoo 1978)
"When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, we'll sing and shout the victory!" My daughter, Andelise, (2-years-old) sings these lyrics and informs me that it is "Gaga's song". She is the only one that I don't have any pictures of with my dad because he had already gone to heaven. It makes me smile to think about heaven all the while tugging at my heart.