Janice Macafee
It's July 30, 2016. I sit here in his rocking chair that I brought from Florida when returning to Wisconsin. Yes, I have had to accept his passing away because it is up to Jesus when his last day on this earth is, not mine. I know Jesus knows best so I don't doubt his decisions, however, for me and I am sure for others that since the time John was taken we have grieved for him in our own ways. For me probably one of the most difficult memories that I have had to face is that "I loss a man whom we shared the belief of the "Seventh Day Adventist" Christianity way of believing and "we shared that belief together as man and wife". I have not went to church since the passing of John and there is no simple reason why I haven't. I know that when he was here and we went to church together it felt "so complete". Aside from this, I miss him dearly for so many. reasons. I read in a obituary of someone who died here in my building that I now live: When you lose someone whom had so many loved things to remember them by, you will never totally let go of them in thought, missing them and even time as it goes by will not let you. I love that word of truth for me. My husband's love and legacy will live on and will not be tarnished by some who have tried and perhaps are still trying. Jesus takes care of his children and John is one of his.
