Poppa Rekka | Rex Daniell | October 29th 1920 - October 13th 2010 R.I.P.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Rex Daniell 'aka' Poppa Rekka
Welcome to the first of many posts on our favorite Poppa Rekka, Dad, Husband, Poppa, Uncle, Brother, Cousin, Great Poppa, Great Uncle, Pilot, Hero, to name a few of the many ways we know and love Rex Daniell!
Hi Dad, Trust you are resting more comfortably on oxygen by the time you receive this.
Of course I want you to be there when we come on the 21st, but if it all gets too much and you want to go, that is okay too.
The emails we have written each other recently, especially this year, have filled a gap of knowledge and connection to you in my heart, there are no loose ends now.
You know how we pray that you have made your peace with God so that you can go safely into His Presence, but that, as always, is between you and Him.
I love you dearly and have been proud to call you my father. So many things you said to me have been life defining and have contributed to the good decisions I have made. I'll accept responsibility for the poor ones!
Its funny the memories that can surface but I remember you taking your teeth out when we were camping up at Orewa and singing Popeye, but I also remember and end with these words of that grand old song you also used to sing.
"Oh my Papa, to me he is so wonderful, Oh my Papa to me he is so dear".
Hi Dad, Trust you are resting more comfortably on oxygen by the time you receive this.
ReplyDeleteOf course I want you to be there when we come on the 21st, but if it all gets too much and you want to go, that is okay too.
The emails we have written each other recently, especially this year, have filled a gap of knowledge and connection to you in my heart, there are no loose ends now.
You know how we pray that you have made your peace with God so that you can go safely into His Presence, but that, as always, is between you and Him.
I love you dearly and have been proud to call you my father. So many things you said to me have been life defining and have contributed to the good decisions I have made. I'll accept responsibility for the poor ones!
Its funny the memories that can surface but I remember you taking your teeth out when we were camping up at Orewa and singing Popeye, but I also remember and end with these words of that grand old song you also used to sing.
"Oh my Papa, to me he is so wonderful, Oh my Papa to me he is so dear".
Your loving daughter
Brenda
Country Cottage
9 October 2010
(Read to him)