
Just been thinking of my dad today and thought I would post this picture, I MISS holding that hand. Not that I got to hold it to often in the past 25 years since living in Leeds, but when I was at his house I would always find it laying on the sheets of his bed or out in the green house with dirt under his nails. It seems that the tears are coming less and less and with time I know it will get much better. When I call home I do miss that grumbly voice on the other end asking how the kids are doing. Love ya Dad!
4 comments:
Ok..now you just made my tears come!
I miss him too! I loved going out to the greenhouse and finding him tinkering around, going up stairs at 2 or so in the afternoon seeing him in bed, I to miss the sound of his gruff voice! Love you Grandpa!
What a fun picture!
BTW I like the blog picture...how come I am the only blonde? When did that happen? Dan ditched me :(
It reminds me that I need to cherish the time I have with my parents.
I miss him too! This summer it's going to be hard to see the greenhouse empty! :(
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