This photo was taken exactly ten years ago this Easter. Sixteen months later, he was dead. Today was his 62nd birthday.
On so many days, in so many ways, I miss him.
Not least when I look at the wee man, who was named for him, and whose uncompromising character and steel-trap mind daily remind me of the grandfather he'll never meet. Except in dreams - the wee man tells me stories about him sometimes, and I'm inclined to believe him.
They would have been good together - it shits me that I can only imagine it.
I love you, and I miss you. Happy birthday.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Happy birthday, Dad
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I'm sorry he isn't here to celebrate his 62nd Birthday. That picture is lovely - he looked like quite a character. :)
Thanks, Katie - he was. Sharp as a tack in intelligence and humour, I am indebted to him for the gift of trust and respect he gave me as a teenager (in his role as a single father).
He was interested in so much, and never stopped learning, and inspiring others to do the same.
He left a very big hole in my life.
Love is forever though. You keep him alive through your love.
hugs - I agree with Joh - keep him alive with your love and share him with the wee man.
Happy Birthday to your Dad.
Yes, I agree with you too. It sh*ts me that my boys won't meet my dad he died too young too.
Thanks. lovely peeps, hugs gratefully received and returned... :)
I'm not always angry about it (got over that a few years ago, or so I thought), and I am very conscious of keeping his memory alive, for myself, my family and especially my little man.
One day, I'll do a longer post about him, just to share and preserve a few more memories...
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