All Saint's Day

My Dad is in Heaven now. He passed away on October 10. His memorial service was today. How apropos. It is November 1st. All Saint's Day. Before he died he told his doctors that if they could "fix" him, that would be great but if they couldn't, that was OK, too. He was ready to go. He said he lived a lot longer than he ever expected to (he was 91) and he had a good life. He did everything he wanted to do and he had no regrets. He gently went to sleep. And then he was gone. I was standing by his side, stroking his forehead. He was at peace. So today we said a formal goodbye to one of God's servants. He was a minister. He served other's for oh so many years. He was a good man who touched many lives. To me he was just plain Dad. He was MY dad. And to me he was a saint. Goodnight Pops. I'll see you again someday.