You will never really grasp what life means until you lose it or lose someone you love.
Today, I was surrounded by a room full of moaners as they said good-bye to William Gilk aka Bill.
A husband, father, brother, son, and the list could go on.
Along with the list of titles, Bill had a heart to serve people around him.
As his 57 years of life, passed by our eyes in a 5 minute slideshow, there wasn't a dry eye in the room.
Now I've been blessed to watch this dedicated father eat lunch with his son almost everyday at the center. The routine was so normal that I personally didn't take the time to realize how much this man was doing for our members. I just become numb to what technically was an amazing display dedication and love.
As I left the funeral today, a little shaken by the coffin and the message.
I took a moment to thank God for all my blessings.
The little ones that I seem to overlook because they've become 'normal' everyday life.
If I took anything away from Bill's funeral, it was the idea to treasure every single thing in my life.
Those little kisses I get from my daughter before heading up the Trinity stairs for school.
Chet's little ways of saying I love you, like scraping my car windows in the morning.
Mostly, I need to remember God's blessings everyday and look for them.
God tells us every day he loves us and sometimes those little blessings can be as small as the door being open by a stranger or a nice word from a co-worker.
Thank you Bill for you testimony to dedication to being a father and caring individual.
You will be missed.
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