Feb 28, 2010 22:41
Happy "halfway" birthday, Dad. You would have been the big 5-0 today. We would have thrown you a party, and given you all those silly "over the hill" gifts that people give. You would've taken it with a smile and your unique sense of humor. We would've had beers and listened to incredible music. You would play your guitar and I'd wish for the billionth time I was half as talented as you.
But that couldn't happen today. You're in my heart and on my mind. I love you, and I miss you so much. It still seems like you're so close. You're in so many of the things I do every day.
Grandma is okay now. Part of me likes to think you had some say in this. You would've chosen you to go over her any day. I'm so proud of everything you were- the good and the bad.
dad,
feelings bag