Life is way too short! Last Wednesday, one day before his 65th birthday, my dad, Daniel P. Manning, passed away from a heartattack. He will be greatly missed by all who knew him. Most especially by me and my brother. I will post photos and more about his life later this week.
In case anyone who knew him sees this, we will have Memorial services for him on Friday the 18th at noon at Chapin HS in El Paso, Tx. and on Saturday the 19th at 5pm at the Mission Inn Best Western in Las Cruces, NM.
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I am new to your blog, but wanted to say I am so sorry for your loss! It is so very difficult to allow yourself to let the people we love go, but when they are ripped from your life it is even more difficult. I send you and your family much healing energy as you move through your grief!
I will be back here to explore later.
I'm so sorry to hear about your father, Paula! I'll be thinking of you...
Thanks for the wonderful comments, it helps alot.
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I am sending my prayers and blessings to you and your family for the loss of your Dad. I read your blog everyday and love the work you do.
Honey I am so sorry. I had the honor of meeting him and saw his passion for your work and his love for you. It was easy to discern the connection between the two of you.
xx
Sorry, the last comment was from me.
Veronica
ahhh shit Paula!!! I am sooo sorry gal. Please let me know if there's anything I can do for you...I know what it's like to lose a dad.
Paula, I am very sorry for your loss and I will keep him and your family in my thoughts and prayers.
Thanks for all the wonderful comments! We are finally back at home after a long weekend of Memorial services, friends and family. It is good to get back to the studio! It will still be a few months before I get everything settled with my dad and years after that before I don't think about him all the time. It is getting a little easier and I'm thinking more happy thoughts. I know that I will miss him and have a hole in my heart for the rest of my life. But, as my dad always said, life goes on. It may go on, but it will never be the same again.
Just remember that these feelings will come and go for the rest of your life and that's perfectly normal. I remember many times when I'd call my parents house and be talking to my mom and for a second I'd almost say, "So how's dad?" Man that was hard to accept. Some day remind me to tell you about the dream I had of my dad about 3 months after he died.
Sending you a hug!!
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