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| My dad, Cees van Rijthoven Born : september 1 1930 Died : february 9 1990 |
| My dad was everything to me. He was my hero and even as a young girl I knew that one day I would like to have a husband that was a man like my father. He only became 59 years old. He died of lung-cancer and maybe he could have lived longer when his family-doctor didn't misdiagnose him in the beginning. By the time he was send to the hospital for tests, he was suffering a lot of pain and the cancer had spread all through his body. He was an honest and brave man and he believed very strong in God. He died humming the song you hear right now!! I was his only daughter and we had a very special bond. I know that he is still around me as a guardian angel. Dad, I love you so much and I miss you and your advice every day. One day we meet again......and then it will be forever! |
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| Click on the ribbon to learn more on lung Cancer. |
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| I came across these beautiful poems on the internet. I didn't notice any copyright, but if there is; please contact me and I'll ask your permission to use them here. |
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| My Dad, His love was always there. no if�s buts or maybe�s No conditions or limits or judgments Creating a cocoon, engulfing me in happiness Bringing life and laughter with his very presence The light of my world, the essence of my being My teacher, my guide, my inspiration, my father. ~author unkown~ |
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| Dad, I do not need a special day to bring you to my mind. The days I do not think of you are very hard to find. Each morning when I awake I know that you are gone. And no one knows the heartache as I try to carry on. My heart still aches with sadness and secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you no one will ever know. My thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill. In life I loved you dearly; in death I love you still. There will always to be a heartache, and often a silent tear. But always a precious memory of the days when you were here. If tears would make a staircase, and heartaches make a lane, I'd walk the path to heaven and bring you home again. I hold you close within My heart; and there you will remain, To walk with me throughout my life until we meet again. Our family chain is broken now, and nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again. ~~ author unknown ~~ |
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| God Saw You... God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be, So He put his arms around you, and whispered , "come to Me". With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. And though we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard-working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best... ~Author unknown~ |
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| This candle is everlasting burning, in memory of you, dad! |
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