3 years today

I find myself still coming to this blog to talk to my dad. I can't tell you how much I miss him. So many things we need to talk about. So much advice I need from him. So many things accomplished to share. Some days, I still want to pick up the phone and call him. I would give anything for one last visit together. Just one....

Today marks three years since my father died. It feels like an eternity since I've seen him. I found a new picture so I wanted to post it.

The Voice

You always think the sound of the voice will be remembered.
It's something you think about as time passes.
You remember but it fades.

I remember the sayings he used to say but his voice is starting to dull.
Press record, make them speak.
You will regret not having that voice to remember.

I miss the voice. I miss everything else but I miss the voice.
It was soothing. It was calming. It was my dads voice.
It is fading.

I close my eyes tight. I wish on the stars.
I search for four-leaf clovers and I wish on eyelashes...
that your voice never fades completely.

I miss you so much.

Two Years Today

I realize that I miss you

I miss you when the sun comes up,
I miss you when the sun goes down,
And then I realize another day has passed.

I miss you when I look at Jeremiah,
I miss you when I look at Mikey,
I miss you when I look at Paige,
And then I realize they no longer have a grandpa.

I miss you when I make a call,
I miss you when the phone rings,
And then I realize there will be no more jokes about a finger being broken.

I miss you when we drive to Arkansas,
I miss you at The Moon Family Reunions,
And then I realize you will never be the life of the party again.

I miss you when I need to ask a question about my car,
I miss you when I have a question about how to fix a toilet,
And then I realize you can’t answer any more home improvement questions.

I miss you when I think about starting a family,
I miss you when I think about adoption,
And then I realize my children will never ever understand the joy of what a great grandpa you were.

I realize Father’s Day has a new meaning to me now that you’re gone,
And I miss you.

I realize when I graduate from college you will not be sitting in the front row with a smile,
And I miss you.

I realize that I will never get to have another father daughter dance with you,
And I miss you.

I realize that your white T-shirts make me feel safe when I wear them,
And I miss you.

I realize I never really understood how hard it would be to let you go,
And I miss you.

I realize that you are gone and I miss everything about you.

My heartaches for one last talk, laugh, hug, conversation, anything just to have one last minute with you.

And I miss you.

Happy Father's Day - 2010

Can't believe two father's days have passed without you. I still have an old father's day card I picked out for you and wish you were here so I can give it to you.

I love you daddy and I miss you every day.

Happy Father's Day.

Love, Marge

A tribute to my dad...

Today

Aunt Debbie lost her battle to cancer dad and I thought of you. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you.

I wish you were here. I miss you. I miss your hugs. I miss your calls. I miss your smell. I miss your voice.

I miss everything about you.

I wish you were here.