That day will be forever etched into my memory, as it will for the rest of my family members. Yesterday was March 19th, and I didn't get around to posting. Maybe it was on purpose. Maybe I really didn't want to remember the significance of the day. Maybe I couldn't believe it has been one whole year since my father passed away. They say you need to go through a year of firsts. First Father's day. First Halloween. First Thanksgiving. First Birthday. First Christmas. First of everything. I guess we have made it exactly a year of firsts. Even the first anniversary. I really miss my Dad. It is hard to think that I can't pick up the phone and here him say, "Well, Hello! What's going on?" I miss him teaching me things. "Well, you might just learn something." I am sad that my children won't know him. I always wanted to have kids early that way they would know their grandparents, unlike me. It's up to me to keep him with us everyday. To tell stories about him. To talk about him to Parker and Preston. To keep him alive. Because, I know that I will see him again. I love you and miss you, Dad! 
My dad was a really good dad. And I really miss him.
P.S. To all my siblings. I do have a DVD for you. I am sorry I haven't gotton it out sooner. But I promise, I will get it in the mail. :)
I hadn't realized it has already been a year. I love the pictures you posted. I didn't know your dad too well, but I have to say, from what I've heard, he was a really neat person. You've got to know that he is watching you and those sweet boys of yours!
ReplyDeletehow do you dry your easter eggs? I started out on paper towel, but it soaked up the dye and they stuck...How are you doing today?
ReplyDeleteI just want to say that I love what you posted about your dad. It is horrible to lose a parent, but how great is it to know you will be with him again one day? My husband's grandmother went to an activity a while ago where all of the women sat in a small circle and one person took yarn and put it around the outside of all the chairs over and over until there was no yarm left. When she was finished she told the other women that there was a red dot on the yarn...of course they couldn't find it because it was so small compared to all of the yarn that was there. The woman told them that the dot represented life on earth, and the rest of the yarn represented eternity. When the anniversary of my mother's death rolls around I think about that, and I take comfort in knowing that even though I did not have a lot of time with her here, one day I will have all of eternity to make up for lost time. :) I hope you're feeling better.
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures of of you and your dad!! You are so beautiful and I think you look just like him. So beaitful. The way you talk about him Iknow how special he was to you:) Iknow you miss him alot but I also know you WILL see him again!!! That is just a blessing to me and I know it is for you too
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