It was one week ago today that I watched as the life slipped out of my dear wonderful husband. A man who has always been there for me and our family. Too reiterate my Anniversary post because it is so fitting. On November 8th 40 yrs ago, Mr Paul Bell needed a date for his wedding. So 40 yrs ago I said yes! It has been the very best decision I ever made. We have had so much fun growing up together all the while celebrating raising our children, holidays, camping, midnight rides over Monte to count deer, or 2AM trips to Cozy for breakfast, traveling and grandchildren. In our home we always found something to celebrate in grand style! We have yet to grow up! Thank you my husband for all the fun that got us through the rough times. The very thing that has got me through this last week is my children, and grandchildren. Not to mention other family and some wonderful friends. Susan Cazier Norman, Sherry Jensen Ricketts and Patty Tippets you have no idea how wonderful it was to see your faces in my time of need and support. We go back before I even met Paul and there you were for me. The Foursome is back together forever!!! Thanks to every single person that extended their hearts, prayers, and thoughts to me and my family. When you go through a loss of this kind those are the things that help hold you up. My two daughters. and two of my grandchildren spoke at Pauls funeral services and touched my heart beyond anything I could describe. My son took care of the music and so many other details to list here. What would we do without our children??? Attached is a poem that my youngest daughter wrote 2 years ago. And two yrs later became so important to all of us during this time. Please read her beautiful heartfelt poem below! One More Christmas With Daddy I remember so well Christmas when I was young. There wasnt one spot where decorations werent hung. We always had the prettiest Christmas tree. Right in the front window so everyone could see. Daddy hung pretty bright lights almost everywhere. Cars came from all over just to stop and stare. The Christmas Countdown Calendar, Dad made each year. Thats a memory Ill always hold close and dear. My Christmas Eve memories are some of the BEST! No matter the weather, Dads grilling skills were put to the test! Dad is his Santa hat, grilling our steaks, wearing one of his many festive shirts. The thought of never seeing him like that again tears me apart, it really hurts. If I may only ask for one thing, please give to me.... Just one more precious Christmas with my Daddy. Years have passed. We have all grown and have kids of our own. Yet we still gather together for Christmas, yes we all still come home. Dads just not able to put up all his lights anymore. His illness is taking over and he can barely walk the floor. Were not able to grill Christmas Eve steaks as was tradition. Daddy just cant do it anymore, not in his condition. But despite all our struggles, we still carry on. Being together is what keeps us all strong. So we still gather at mom & Dads cold or snowy weather. These special times we spend is the glue that keeps us together. Let us all cherish the new traditions weve made. Pizza and presents, these times too will fade. If I only get one gift, the best I ever had. Just to spend one more Christmas with my dad. We have done so many neat things together as a family. I know were not done say it aint so, it just cant be! If we could all only have one wish I think wed agree. Wed just love to spend one more Christmas with Daddy. Written By: Amy Elizabeth Bell December 04, 2012 With Love For: Paul L. Bell
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 05:26:52 +0000
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