As I sit here among sympathy cards, too many to count messages in my inbox and beautiful flower arrangements it is still hard for me to grasp the fact that my dad is at his final resting place on this earth and the next time I see him will be in heaven.
I was barely in touch with him since mid-August and the last time I saw him he was driving his car. That is fitting. He loved cars and if I didn’t have the opportunity to have a conversation with him then the next best thing is watching him drive his car. He had many over the years, everything from Corvettes to a restored GTO (the Goat he called it), a Range Rover and even an Explorer which was atruck edition (I think). Too many mercedes to count, including one he bought for me. Lots of cars and lots of miles driving.
Many miles were driven on one car ride in particular.. It was actually in a cargo type van, hugging the mountains to Guadalajara, Mexico where he attended medical school. I live there with mom and dad when I was 3 years old. Dad made it back to the States when a spot opened up at UAB. He graduated medical school when I was in 3rd grade. Life changed a lot after that.
As I process through my Dad’s illness and the trauma which has enslaved my family for the last three months I will write more, explain more and hopefully help someone in a similar situation. As Christians we have to take what was meant for evil and change it into good. That is going to happen if I have anything to do with it!
The best account of what has happened is written by my oldest child, Melodi. She gave me the story to read Wednesday night and through a child’s eyes I read a very honest explanation of why I had arranged a funeral, why I was estranged from my Dad and why God doesn’t let you know the future. I will certainly share the story she wrote in another post.
Below is a picture from my wedding day. You’ll recognize the man dancing with me. And you’ll read his obituary and know that somehow, someway, it will all be okay. Thank you for taking the time to read about my Dad and see him here at a happier time. He is certainly in a better place now and I still love him and always will.
H. Gordon “Mitch” Mitchell
A memorial service for H. Gordon “Mitch” Mitchell was held at Langley Funeral Home Chapel, Camp Hill, AL, at 3 PM on Monday, November 9, 2009, with Rev. Craig Guy officiating. His internmet was held at Dadeville City Cemetary.
Dr. Mitchell was born on June 21, 1948, to the late Gordon and Monetha Davis Mitchell and passed away on November 5, 2009, at the age of 61.
He is preceded in death by both his parents and his sisters, Anita Mitchell Thornton and Lisa Mitchell Aaron.
He received his pharmacy degree from Auburn University and his medical degree from the University of Alabama at Birmingham. Most recently he earned a masters degree in public health from UAB. He touched many lives over the course of his 40+ years in the medical community.
He is survived by his wife Jane Gittings Mitchell of Birmingham, AL; daughter Shelley (Mike) Shaw of Birmingham, AL; daughter Stacey (Ashley) Smith of Birmingham, AL; daughter Kelsey Mitchell of Auburn, AL; and grandchildren Melodi Jayne Shaw and Michael Canon Shaw.
In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the National Alliance for the Mentally Ill, www.nami.org.