Moon River...
It's the holiday season and I know most people are smiling and laughing and doing the whole happy thing. I am too, mostly.
Except I miss my Dad. It's the second Christmas where I won't hear him holler, "And the next number of the prograaaaaaaaaaaaaam....?!!!" - impatiently teasing all of us into a frenzy to open our Christmas presents.
I miss my Grandfather. This will be the first Christmas where we will not have him sitting benevolently in his comfortable reclining chair, playing Santa Claus.
And there's going to be a whole lot of Christmases coming and they'll only be there in my memories.
I miss you guys.
Except I miss my Dad. It's the second Christmas where I won't hear him holler, "And the next number of the prograaaaaaaaaaaaaam....?!!!" - impatiently teasing all of us into a frenzy to open our Christmas presents.
I miss my Grandfather. This will be the first Christmas where we will not have him sitting benevolently in his comfortable reclining chair, playing Santa Claus.
And there's going to be a whole lot of Christmases coming and they'll only be there in my memories.
I miss you guys.