Two Years and Counting

So two years ago yesterday, My father passed away. I keep thinking I am getting better and have dealt with the grief but my question is. Do you ever actually deal with the grief? For two years I have not really dealt, thought I had, have said I have, but honestly no not really.

My dad may not be as great as I think he was, He probably isn't as fantastic and knowledgeable as I give him credit for. Maybe he really was just a simple man whose daughter thinks he is one of the best men that ever lived in this world. So here are a few of the things that I think made him a great man.

1. He was funny!! This is a man that was a preacher! Not only a preacher a Church of Christ preacher! Yet, he still made jokes about Cece De ville and Michael Jackson! He was a flat out Smart Ass!! He had the timing to make it funny and not be mean about it, too. Which in my opinion that is an art form! (That even I have not mastered and I feel that I have a talent of being a smart ass but not near the talent and subtleties of my dad)
2. His knowledge of music was REMARKABLE! From the Eagles, ZZ Top, Santana, Jimmy Hendrix, Matchbox 20, and the soundtrack of Empire Records he could almost always tell you what song and year it came out was on the radio!
3. He believed that it was important for me and my sister to make our own decisions. Which is impressive to me because he never forced his beliefs on me.
4. He was a great card player! The way he played spades was even an example on how he was and understood people. (Thank you dad for teaching me to play spades!!)
5. He never really judged anyone. He worked with people in the prison system and up until the day he died he considered some prisoners good friends! Some would ask, "What kinda man would do that?" My dad would the same man you would make sure we would find this:

I have posted this before a couple of months after my dad passed away. But I feel it is time to post again.

In helping my mom clean her house and go thru his stuff we found a document he had typed up in November a time when we thought might be the end...It is very simple but profound...and its gives a little enlightenment into my dad. And this is what we found...

"Nov. 2 3:20a.m.

""If your reading this I guess it is because I am not there. I have lived a wonderful life and can't wait to see what God has in store for me. I am not eager to leave you, but this is what my whole life has been for and I guess it is time.

Tell my siblings thanks and I love them

Tell Kaci and Kari they were the joy of my life, the drives at night and to basketball games and now to see them married to men that I think are good for them. Tell Zaden to live for God and marry for love.

Darla, you have been my biggest pleasure, encouragement and motivation in life. Thanks for all you've done, but mostly thanks for all you helped me to become. I love you.
Karl"

So I know that I am not a blogger at all! (and as most my close friends know I am don't talk about things much @ all) But with the year I have had I realize I need to get things out of my head. So for me this is a way to do a little bit. And, hopefully in turn help people have a little insight into me, and just a little inspiration to make sure you have think about what you do and try to have a good impact in somebody else's life. So two years and counting it still hurts!

I hope I have made my father proud, I will always remember him and one I hope somebody will say the same about me.

R.I.P. Karl Wayne King Oct 21, 1956 - Feb 08, 2007