This morning my father, Ralph W. Cawthon, left his earthly body to be with Jesus. His passing was unexpected and quick.
No more dementia. No more confusion. No more paranoia. No more difficulty getting around.
I know he’s running and jumping and playing his harmonica with such joy. Even though I know he’s in a better place, my heart is hurting. I will miss you, Daddy. I love you.
He would always play this song especially for my Mom.