A daughters love is eternal

There are some things in this life that although we are aware they will happen we are never quite prepared for them. One of them times is losing one of your parents. Although it is the natural order of things I don't think there is any way to prepare yourself for it. At least I have not found that way yet.
My wonderful, rather fabulous dad has been sick for around 11 years and has , by the grace of God, survived cancer twice in those 11 years. He is however now old, tired and if truth be told ready to go home. Despite the years of sickness and the numerous challenges they brought us, despite knowing that one day he would of course have to return home to Heavenly Father, there is nothing that can prepare you to hear the words "your dad is dying" or "your dad will die".
There have been times this past week where I have looked at my dad and thought no way is this happening and at other times I have looked at him and felt fear that this may very well be the moment it all happens. The truth is I am not ready to lose my dad. He raised me, loved me and made me who I am. He taught me to have faith, to trust in the lord regardless of what the world teaches, he showed me how to love unconditionally and he taught me the offside rule. I am proud to be his daughter and I hope he is proud of me.
There are no words that can ease the pain within my heart, there is no magic cure that can take away the fear and anguish I feel. What there is however is my faith in the lord and the healing power of the atonement. The path I walk right now may be difficult, the weeks ahead uncertain and filled with despair, but I know that I do not walk it alone. The saviour walks it right beside me. When it all becomes too much and I can't walk another step he will carry me. I have no doubt that that is true.
I love my dad. He is my hero and my best friend. I don't want to lose him ever but I can and I do take comfort in the knowledge that he will be going to a place of peace and glory. A place of rest where he will be reunited with those family members he has missed for a long time. Although it is difficult there is also a joy and a beauty within the gospel of Christ and the knowledge that death is not the end.
The truth is I do not always understand God's reasoning but I trust him completely. I am and always will be my daddy's princess and my love for him, just like families, is eternal.