Well Mr. Nelson, it’s that time of the year again. The glad time and the sad time. You and I made lots of beautiful memories together. We weathered a whole lot of storms together too. But then six years ago, things changed in my life forever. Because on December 23, 2017, Jesus called your name and you answered. So there’s been a black void in all of my Christmases since that time.
You were a father to my only child, LaTonya Hopes (aka LEE), who now resides in DeSoto, Texas. You were there for her through all of her childhood years, including her teen years, and early adult years too. You were even a surrogate grandfather to our one and only God/ Granddaughter, Madison Taylor Raymond (aka Cakey) who also resides in Texas. But only for the first 15 years of her life, before your passing.
And you were also definitely the husband and helpmate I never had. All our needs were granted when you lived. All we both needed to do was ask. We would just say, “Perve we need this or Perve we need that.” You always managed to be there for the two of us, anytime and all the time.
We both loved and appreciated you sweet man. I always called you my fine, sweet, big hearted man. I never have and never will find another man of your caliber. You were that unique, one of a kind man. As well I know, from your profound selflessness.
You were just too good to remain with us any more than your 75 years would allow. So Jesus took you on home to be with him, babe. He needed and wanted that angelic personality in heaven with him to keep him company. So you left us all, with a big hole in our hearts and a big void in our lives where you presence once was.
But you had suffered for a season, and it was time for that suffering to be over and for you to take your rest.
So by for now sweet man; and always know that “Cat” and “Lee” will love you until its over down here for us too, OK.
Remembering “You”