You would think that when you're in your 50's you would have life figured out. You'd think you could handle whatever life throws at you.
You'd think that you wouldn't long for the wisdom and strength and comfort of Daddy.
He's been gone now for 4 years, but he is ever present in my life.
Whenever anything needs fixing, I ask myself "What Would Daddy Do?"
Just having him in my life made me stand a little taller, feel a little braver, and sleep a little more soundly.
Sometimes I watch the slideshow that I made for his wake. Depending on my mood, it can make me smile or it can make me cry. But it always makes me feel closer to him.
I watched it today. It made me cry.
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