Sometimes missing does happen

Apr 08, 2013 21:14

It's been over seven years at this point, and I'm secure in the fact that I am definitely alright, but sometimes...

Anyways, at work we took the kids fishing at the pond, and my coworker told me that the only way to get the worm on the hooks is if I did it.

I told her that it wasn't a problem, since my dad and I use to use earth worms as bait all the time when he took me fishing.

And then I remembered- all the mornings we woke up super early to dig up worms together. We'd put them in a coffee can and then go fishing together. I had a Mickey Mouse (or was it Donald Duck) fishing rod that actually did alright catching fish.

The not bitter memories at all- the ones where he was definitely my dad. Sometimes they are worse and better to remember at the same time.

I'm ok, I just needed to get that out there.

memories, family

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