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Sad day, the first of many from now until February
He left us back in 1995 on this day. It still feels as if it was only yesterday. I love you, Pop.
A letter to my baby sister
Dear Mary,
I think of you every day. I thought about you today. Not one of those ‘I wish you hadn’t died and left us, I miss you so much’ thoughts mind you, but a happy ‘remember when we…’ thought. It made me smile so big and made my heart feel very light. I had a soaring of joy fill me and take wing. For once, I didn’t cry, although now that I write this, I can’t say that. I wonder, do you think of me on the odd occasion?
With love,
Me
Precious memories
Father’s day is just around the corner.
This is my father. He hasn’t been here for a long time. He died in November of 1995, but he was gone for quite a few years before then. Dad had several strokes, one finally damaged his brain enough to put him in a nursing home. He was to spend quite a few years locked in the prison of his damaged mind.
When I was a little girl he used to take me with him to run errands. He would tease me and say I was his favorite. I never thought I was, but considered it sweet of him to say so. I’m sure when he had any of the other four sisters out on excursions he would tell them the same thing.
For as long as I can remember an oil portrait of him as a young minister preaching a sermon hung in our home. That painting a few other items made any new house we moved to our home. He, on many an occasion caught me staring at his portrait, it was on more than one occasion that he told me one day the painting would be mine.
Dad is long gone and so is my mother. The dear to my heart painting is lost to me too. However, he lives on in my heart, and forever he will have residence there. There’s nothing in the world that can take my precious memories of him away.
If your father is still around, if he was a good man, hug him and tell him how much you love him. You won’t regret it.
You all have a good one!
It never gets easy
On Friday the thirteenth in April of 2001 my baby sister breathed her last breath. A hole opened in my heart and has never healed. To have her joy, laughter, sense of humor, and smile leave this world forever was the cruelest thing of all.
I mourned her then. I mourn her now. Mary, it still feels like it was only yesterday that we spoke on the phone. I miss you. I love you.
And how was your holiday?
Yesterday would’ve been my father’s 97th birthday if he were still with us. I love you Dad and miss you every day!
I made us a lovely dinner of leg of lamb, pickled beets and eggs, potato salad, and one deviled egg for both of us. The Curmudgeon was in heaven over it. It had to be one of his absolute favorite meals. In fact, each component is a favorite of his so he was quite over the moon. The deviled egg I served him made him giggle.
Gavin and Patty sure enjoyed the tidbits of lamb he provided for them.
I hope you had a wonderful weekend and a good day today!
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