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Show ( r JUST STUFF fV BY JfiM Vk c This time of year, with Father's Day just around the bend, I tend to 1 get a bit sentimental. While it's been nine years since my dad died, I still miss him, and I always will. 4 When a loved one dies we wonder -w how we'll get by with out them. How "d can life ever be the same? A void is created that nothing seems to fill. Yet, with time, things return to f , normal, life goes on and the void is cushioned with memories that dance in the back of our minds. I don't miss dad like I used to. I've grown accustomed to his being gone. But every now and then something pulls at a heart string and I get missing him greatly. I get a lump in my throat, my eyes start to burn and a tear rolls down my cheek. I missed him when I graduated from high school and when I started off to college. I wish he could have been there when I received my degree, or when I walked down the aisle and said "I do." I'm sorry for the grandchildren he hasn't known, and I'm sorry that my husband never got to know him. I wish I could have gotten to know him better as an adult. I know I'm not the only one who misses him. He was the life of most any party and a bit of pessimistic optimism on main street. And there has been more than one occasion when someone has commented "Boy, I sure wish the Rat were here to write about that!" as only the Rat could. He wasn't perfect. He had his faults. But he was a good father and good friend. I know not everyone has as fond memories of their fathers as I do, and I feel very lucky. This Father's Day I hope that you can share your love with your dad, or revel in some happy memories ... I love you, Bodo. |
