Well dad it has been over a month now that you have been gone from us. And you know, it still feels odd. We watched you pass and heard your last words spoken to us. But I guess, like most of the family, you are still in the hospital or at the consulate rehabbing. But those thoughts last for a few moments and then we remember. So now we must fully transition to life without you and begin to understand and grasp what that truly means.
What does it mean?
it means never listening to you tell all of those jokes which were intended to brighten out day
it means not having a voice to our past to link our children to your parents and grandparents
it means not hearing you ask mom to make you a cup of coffee
it means never having 5:30 wake up calls from the hospital;
it means never hearing your sarcasm--that we came to love and expect after all of those years
it means not being able to take you for a steak sandwich or to ever learn pinochle--all though you did try. sorry I couldn't learn it
it means not seeing your smart ass looking grin
it means no more pain for you but pain and grief for us.
And it means so much more that we haven't been able to truly grasp.
Love and miss you pal
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