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The Heavens Gained an Angel in the Remarkable Man I Once Called Dad
How our life and legacy live on in those whose paths we cross
Yesterday a remarkable man passed away. A man I spent more years calling "Dad" than I did my real father, who passed away when I was young.
Thirty-three years ago, I married his son, and he became my dad. Not father-in-law but dad, and I was one of his daughters. For the next twenty-five years, he made me feel loved and protected. Something and someone I didn't know I was missing became an essential part of my life.
Unfortunately, our lives went separate ways when his son and I divorced, but the void and impact he left remains.
This man was not perfect. He made mistakes, just like all of us, but his life was also filled with love. Love for his family, his community, and most importantly, God. My ex-father-in-law was not just a man who went to church. He was a man who lived his faith and made it known to everyone blessed to know him.
Although we will remember him for being a Godly man, he was, most importantly, a family man, and with this love, he has passed on his faith to his children and grandchildren. It wasn't through preachings or bible studies but through how he lived his life.
