Farewell To My Princess

Please forgive me for how long it has taken to post this. When I'm finished, I hope you'll understand.

On March 23rd, 2005, after a seven month battle with cancer, Carol, my beautiful wife of nearly 28 years, went Home to be with the Lord. The "Family" section of my website contains some of my favorite pictures of Carol taken through the years.

From her first symptoms, on August 15, 2004, until her last morning, Carol exhibited the qualities that we had all come to love. Through seven hospitalizations, eight surgeries, and dreadful effects of the strongest chemo regimen they could administer, Carol's faith never wavered, her inner beauty was only magnified, and her testimony flourished even more brightly. In every moment, she was a mirror of the Savior she loved and served so selflessly.

These last ten months have been unbelieveably difficult; Carol, our daughter Shannon, and I, spent more time in NC than we did in our home state of SC. We lived free of charge in a townhome loaned to us by the dear friends of North Ridge Bible Chapel, in Raleigh, NC. Each of the 70+ days of Carol's hospitalizations, we would make the 28-mile commute to be with Carol in her hospital rooms. Shannon slept most nights in her Mama's various hospital rooms, although I would spell her when exhaustion had set in. Our boys, our son-in-law (Chris Parnell) and Alan's fiance, Shannon Gifford, came as they were able, and their presence and support cannot be expressed.

And now, Carol has gone on to her reward. But Oh, how we miss her! She has joined her Dad, Carl Aspenson, my parents, all of our grandparents, and a variety of our relatives and friends. Above all, she is with the One she loved above all others. Her suffering and weakness is over, and our grief and great loneliness is very real. We all would value your prayers; for Shannon and Chris, Alan and Shannon (Gifford), for Devin, and for me.

I will resume my travels in late August and especially this Fall. My schedule should be posted soon. I'll need very special prayer, as the thought of not having my amazing lady to travel with, or to call, or come home to, is difficult beyond words to think of. For those of you who have known, and have prayed and supported us in every way, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

Farewell, my love..."Look for me, for I will be there too." Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

Alan Parks