My Dad
It is my first Father's Day without a Dad to call. He taught me pretty much everything I know, I think. I had planned to write a long post about his amazing life, but I can't think of the words at the moment. Suffice to say, I will always be proud that he was my Dad.
Dad is oictured here with my lovely Mum.
5 comments:
Your dad looks lovely and I know you must miss him.
When my dad died I was grateful because he had been suffering for a long time and I didn't miss him then, that came later. My dad was a carpenter and a builder and there have been many times when I've needed his help, either because I couldn't remember how to do something or because I just didn't have the brute strength and he has always been there for me.
Your Dad will still be watching over you as always. Close your eyes, be quiet and think of him being there with you and he will be.
Your dad looks so kind. I'm sorry you are without him this year.
((HUGS)) my friend. You paid your dad a tremendous tribute, sometimes our being too choked with emotion to speak says so much more. Praying for you.
(((Hugs))
What a beautiful picture.
HUGS
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