Bittersweet Day

Yesterday was the day 6 years ago, that my dad passed away from a ruptured brain aneurysm at the age of 62. I had breakfast with my mom, brother, Curt, and Lydia Mei yesterday morning. We reminisced some, chatted about daily events, enjoyed Lydia Mei, and shared a few tears. We missed Todd, my brother who is a missionary in Togo, West Africa.

Lydia Mei would have been blessed to know Grandpa DeKryger. He would have loved on her like he did all his grandchildren. She would have known him to be godly, compassionate, and caring. She would have heard him read stories to her like "Curious Hank"--you know, Curious George! and would have heard him read Psalm 121 at signficant family events. We miss you, Dad! God has given us the strength and courage to go on!

This picture is my dad with Jacob, Elizabeth, Benjamin, and Aaron in 1999.