I do, Alysia. He was a wonderful dad. He was stubborn (my mom says I got my hard head from him; I think I just got my ADD from him, lol), and was definitely from the world where men believed with a passion that they should rule the house (of course, then he had a couple of daughters, and that blew a bit of a hole in the theory). Mostly, I miss him. I miss his voice. I miss his laughter, and the dry sense of humor we share. I miss his unending support.
He died when I was 26. I am now 51, and I'm teary right now just thinking about the fact that it's Father's Day -- yet another one -- and I would give anything for one of his hugs.
Maybe this will help your DH think about quitting -- the thought of one of his kids sitting at a computer 20 years from now, the day before Father's Day, still crying because they miss his hugs, his laughter, his love. Sure, I carry it with me always. But there's nothing like it once someone's gone.
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I do, Alysia. He was a wonderful dad. He was stubborn (my mom says I got my hard head from him; I think I just got my ADD from him, lol), and was definitely from the world where men believed with a passion that they should rule the house (of course, then he had a couple of daughters, and that blew a bit of a hole in the theory). Mostly, I miss him. I miss his voice. I miss his laughter, and the dry sense of humor we share. I miss his unending support.
He died when I was 26. I am now 51, and I'm teary right now just thinking about the fact that it's Father's Day -- yet another one -- and I would give anything for one of his hugs.
Maybe this will help your DH think about quitting -- the thought of one of his kids sitting at a computer 20 years from now, the day before Father's Day, still crying because they miss his hugs, his laughter, his love. Sure, I carry it with me always. But there's nothing like it once someone's gone.
June 20, 2009 - 12:45pmThis Comment
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