Journey’s End

My father, Francis Smith Partain had fought a gallant fight against Stage IV Lung Cancer over the last two plus years. Although he passed away today, he did not lose his battle with Cancer. He fought as hard as he could, even when it was clear that he did not want to. He never gave in. He never surrendered. He fought so hard because he wanted to be with the family that he loved, and because he was a U.S. Marine. His Lord and Savior came in as reinforcements and took him home. Now, he is healed; he is whole; he is home. My father is reunited with his father, his mother, his mother & father in law, who he loved and adored as if they were his own, and with all of his loved ones. Moreover, my father is reunited with the dogs and cats that he cherished like Thomas and Munch.

I will not lie. I am going to miss my father. I am going to weep in the upcoming days. My heart will be broken with his passing. Yet, I know that he is in a better place. So, to my beloved father, I know that this is not good-bye; I know that this is not the end; I know that while you are gone, you are waiting for us, and waiting for the day that we will be reunited again. I love you, Daddy. I look forward to the day where I can see you again.

Steinbeck’s Ale House 

Oak Brewpub 

Sylva, North Carolina

Be Still

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Be still, and know that I am God. – Psalm 46:10

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. – Matthew 11:28

The last month has been a trying time for my family and I. My Dad hit his head on the garage floor, and as a result of it, he has a subdermal hematoma. Over the last month, it has had a negative effect on his mobility and his ability to speak. Thankfully, we got the proper medical care and advise to where he is in surgery getting this hematoma removed from his brain. During the last few days, these bible verses have been in the front of my mind. At the hospital where my Dad is being treated, they have a chapel. This stained glass window is in the chapel. It calms me, and it is the embodiment of these verses to me. I know that my father is in good hands, and I will see him soon.

Down on the corner 

Down on the corner

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Throwback Thursday – The Path

There's a difference between knowing the path and walking the path.

I am quite proud of this photograph. I took this picture at the Etowah Indian Mounds in Cartersville, Georgia back in 2006. I took it with my 35mm camera. This is part of the path that goes around the park. I found this section of the trail alluring and I had to take a picture to remind myself of its power, and I still do.