Hi. It is Hannah (Gary's Daughter). It has been about three weeks from the worst thing in my life and I thought I should start writing down things about my dad. It is really hard to write down memories because I miss his love and everything so much it makes me so sad to think about it. I want to tell everyone this one story though.
Okay, anyways it was the night after the funeral. Me, Aunt Patti(dad's sister), and Uncle Kelly( brother in law) were doing a puzzle (to keep everything off our mind. It really works actually.) and it was like I think 1000 pieces and our family had been working on it for a few months. Even before my dad got in the hospital. Anyways we had all the pieces in the puzzle, but one of the pieces were missing. It has kinda been a game in our family to be the one with the last piece of the puzzle. I think dad started the game in which all of us end up hiding a puzzle piece in our pockets so we can put in the last piece. So we had worked so hard to get the puzzle done and then we can't find this one stupid piece. So I yelled to my mom and said something like "Have you seen the last puzzle piece?" and we looked everywhere. Finally for some reason she told me to look in her hospital bag. It turns out it was in there!!!! My dad had gotten the last piece! Nobody knows how the piece got in the bag but I think my dad had something to do with it.
Thats the story I wanted to tell. Me, my brothers, and my mom will keep more stories about my dad before and after death. It is a really rough time at the Lathams but we are trying to Stay strong and hopefully things will get a little bit better. Keep reading. Thanks for all the support.
Love you all,