We went home this year, but it wasn't the same without you. Your side of the bed. Your shelf in the cupboard. The place you kept your 'prayers'* and glasses. Empty.
We did celebrate your birthday, though! It was a lovely day when the family got together in Savio's new home and had a fabulously fishy lunch in celebration. You'd have been very pleased. It was a lovely day spent chilling out and reminiscing, but, above all, being happy together.
One more year without you has flown right by. It hasn't been without its share of drama, and yet, I am grateful for all the good things that have come out of it. I am slowly, and sometimes painfully, learning your admirable quality of serenity. You always said, what will be, will be. I miss you and wonder where you are and what you're up to. I talk about us often - you and me, what you would've said, what you would've done. I still have a good cry every once in a while, but, on the bright side, Dot has taken on the role of official tea-maker in our home and is filling your shoes admirably - you would be very proud of him!
I know I don't need to tell you, but please continue to keep an eye on us. And when life is not going the way I want it to, remind me to look at the bigger picture and to focus on what matters.
Stay cool, my old man. I love you.
*My dad had a little wodge of religious paraphernalia held together by a rubber band which he called his 'prayers' and never went anywhere without it.
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3 comments:
Very sweet post.
so honest and straight from the heart. I love it that your folks get together on your dad's birthday! What better way to honour the memory of loved one...
Awwww..... it is so nice that you all get together to remember him. We never get used to a loved one's absence, do we?
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