Today = One year anniversary

It's hard to believe that a year has come and passed. Today at this time a year ago I knew my daddy was not destined for this world much longer. I however did not know that it would be this very day that he would die. I think about the day before his death often. I was so wore out and tired that I did not go see him the night he moved to The Odyssey house. That night was his clearest night from what I am told. He was fussing with the nurses about apple sauce and talking with the family that was there. I still to this day feel like I missed my last chance to talk to him and tell him how much I loved him. To this day, I wish I could have it to do all over again as I would have taken that last chance. April 08' through August 08' is such a complete blur and I am so thankful I wrote this blog. As much as it hurts to read it, I am still thankful that I wrote down everything. So much has changed since last year. I wish he were still here. I miss his blue eyes. I miss his laughter. I miss his hugs. I miss his talks. I miss him asking if I had a broken finger because I had not called in a while. I miss everything..... R.I.P Daddy.

They miss you daddy....

The first Father's Day without my dad

June 21, 2009 marked the first father's day with out my dad. It was horrible. Every where I turned every store, commercial, e-mail, etc.. reminded me I no longer have my father. I knew it would be hard and I got through it. My mom called and wanted to visit dad's grave site and I agreed. It did not seem real since his foot stone has not been placed yet. I think once I visit his pot and actually see his name on a stone, it will become real and final. Mom, Don Kristina, Adam, Ethan, Jeremiah, Mikey, Paige, Matt and I went. I can't say the visit went well due to some things that were said, but that shall be left for a future blog.

I miss my father and the glue that held the family together and functioning. It just is not the same without him.

I miss him dearly and still long to hear his voice, smell his smell, and just have a conversation with him.

The Sun still comes up and the clock still ticks

Today was mom's birthday. Memories cloud my thoughts of how we celebrated her birthday and she always wanted to be sure to show me the gift and cards dad got her. He always got her cards that were very sentimental. I can't imagine how much she misses him.

This month marks 6 months since my father passed. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I miss him so much.

His death was not in vein, my household has made many changes because of my dad's death.

I'm proud and I know he would be too. He would say "Marge, don't let this shit happen to you!"