I am here.
Been changing a lot on the adoption blog.
More pics, real words, good stuff.
I am beat and really missing my padre.
Gosh, that man was the greatest.
I dream about him often and that makes me soooo happy.
We first found out about his cancer on Easter.
He actually knew but did not want to tell myself or my sis.
My MaMa made him.
On Easter Sunday.
I watched the ending of Big Love last night.
I cried my eyes out.
Bill died.
His daughter went on to have a baby.
The wives said they wished he had been there.
And he was...
I then sat in the loo and cried my eyes out.
Mascara everywhere.
I cried because I miss him with all that I am.
I love you, Daddy.
5 comments:
... hugs ...
It's as if I wrote this myself. <3 you.
I dreamt of my grandpa a few nights ago. It was early in the morning as i was about to wake up & I think I was kind of coming to. I remember him walking slowly towards me & me thinking "We're going to hug, but this is just a dream. Maybe if I can feel it, he's really here holding me?" and then I felt the biggest surge of worry & fear that I wouldn't be able to feel it and that it really was just a dream... & then I felt the warmest, sweetest hug I have ever felt in my entire life. I sat up and bawled my eyes out & then had the best. day. ever. I thought of you that day & said a prayer that your Daddy gives you those kinds of hugs in your dreams
I am cryin' "with you" right now...
its been 9 years since my dad passed away and I still miss every single day...sometimes to tears...
i get it hun....
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