Friday, July 17, 2009
1 year ago
A year ago today my dad went to join my mom. Tonight my kids both got home from being gone a week (one to Florida and one to camp) and I found myself reaching for the phone to call my mom and dad to tell them my kids were HOME!!! I find myself reaching for the phone ALL the time. I miss my parents for ME but I miss them even more for my Kids. I know they are watching down on them but I want them to tell me how proud they are of them. I want my mom to "stick up" for them..ok Tyler..when I am about ready to ring his neck:) I want my dad to see and tell me how much they have grown and say he never thought Nicholas legs would be more then a foot long:) and talk about his fat cheeks. He would be amazed at Tyler as he grew 5 inches this year!! I just want to be able to pick up the phone and have them say HI. I know I was lucky to have them as long as I did as some people are not that lucky BUT that does not make it any easier...
We love you and miss you!!!
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SO SORRY...
totally know how you feel...my Grandfather passed 2 years ago Oct 1.. and my Grandmother is in her last days.. I have always called and talked to them and they have always been involved in my families life..
It is awful but I to feeled blessed that me and my children have had them around for sooo long..
BIG HUGS..
i too know exactly how you feel. i feel the same way. I was so close to my mom and dad. And it seems so strange that they are gone. I try to focus on the kids and it sure helps...you were lucky to have such good parents and i dont blame you for missing them. Hang in there girlie..love terry
I know how you feel. My dad has been gone 32 years and there are still times that I think of calling for something before I remember. The best thing is that we have wonderful memories that we can share with our kids. Feel sad if you need to, but remember they are always watching over you.
I know that feeling and I share your heartbreak. I lost my dad in March 2003 - 13 months before we got our referral. We had just started the adoption process for Kenzie just before he had gone into the hospital - and he was in such pain and unable to really understand much...
He would have been a wonderful Wài Gōng (maternal grandfather). He's the one who made me believe in myself as capable of being a mother. I miss him so much - and wish he was around so we could talk... we were so much alike and thought in the same way.
It's like a wound that never quite heals.
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