It just doesn't seem possible that Dad has been gone an entire year. Frankly, there are days (and today is one of them) that it doesn't seem possible he is gone at all. I am so, so, so grateful for the memories. I've also been very blessed with emails that I have from years and years ago, especially sharing stories of the kids. It's like I can literally hear his voice when I read those emails. I'm not going to lie, today hurts. I am grateful that today is the beginning of the weekend so that our evening doesn't have to be so structured, but I am also grateful that it is a school day so that, for the most part, I will have the day to myself. There will be tears.
But life has to go on, and it does. Today I will spend the day painting Catherine's room. Not only is it something that needs to be done, I know I'll feel Dad very strongly today because it's something we had in common. I've also told Andrew that dinner this evening will be fried chicken brought in. That was Dad's favorite meal, and at the little local chicken place in my hometown he could call up and order his usual...and it would be ready for him.
I'm going to cry today, I'm going to laugh today, I'm going to hug my family today, and I'm going to remember my amazing father.
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