By Kay Heitsch
Neil was still alive on the first anniversary of my Dad's death. He called and said they were planning a party at the hotel in town to share stories about Dad in his memory. We were invited.
I thought it was cool that people were planning a party in memory of Dad a year after he died. Dad loved to party, so I'm sure he would have enjoyed it. We were living out of the state, and Brandon was a baby, so we didn't attend.
I didn't know why at the time, but the year between this first party for my Dad and the next year, I had a feeling that I was going to die. I didn't tell anyone, but it was on my mind.
I kept all these thoughts to myself, but I knew I wanted to make sure Todd knew about this amazing life I had found from reading Dr. Peale's books.
I began typing out information and tips from these books so Todd would have them to share with Shannon and Brandon when I was gone. Along the way, I shared things with Todd, but I didn't tell him why I was doing it.
Little did I know at the time that I was cramming for the test of my life, I was going to be taking the next year. These tips weren't for Todd, but for me. I had to have these words of wisdom embedded in my brain to deal with Todd's tragic death.
I praise God that He guided me to study diligently that year.
"Write down for the coming generation what the Lord has done, so that people not yet born will praise Him." Psalm 102:18
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