This is my dad doing what he loved. Preaching in honor of "Pastor Day" at his church. He is retired now but preached to honor the new preacher. It was wonderful being there sitting in the humble church located in Corcoran, California. Hearing my dad preach so articulate in English and Spanish. He used his bilingual skills due to some of the young people in church do not understand Spanish. While in church yesterday, I thought about Jeannette and remembered the last time she was in church. It was 2008. She stood in front alter surrounded by all the congregation. They prayed such heartfelt prayers to God for her healing. My mother was praying and crying for her. I stood next to Jeannette with my arms around her. After the praying was done she told me that she felt all the love from each and every member of the church. Later that night on the way home we stopped in Hanford, California and had a big burger, fries and coke. She was in a positive mood. It was a happy time for both of us.
Jeannette had a great relationship with her grandparents. Her grandmother died only three months after she died. Her grandpa is alone now as well as I. I miss my Jeannette and my mommy.
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