Almost Made It to 100

My niece made a Facebook post this morning with a beautiful photo of Dad blowing out birthday candles. And that she imagined this is how her grandfather is spending his 100th birthday..."basking in the light of God's presence and still telling his stories. Until we meet again" I loved it. This is the first time I will not be able to wish my dad a happy birthday in person. Ninety-nine years and eight months was a good run, though.