You can't have a funeral without fun
Today was daddy's funeral.
I cried...and a lot of people showed up.
Daddy didn't look real. He looked like a really well done latex "dummy" they use on TV. He even felt a bit like hard plastic.
It was really hard at the end, after the priest finished talking - he said a few things that really made me tear up - and I was standing there thanking everyone for coming.
Daddy was only 58. I was lucky enough to know him for 26 years. I hope he knows that I love him very much. I respected him greatly. I am happy that I got to tell him I loved him the Sunday before he passed. He told me he loved me too. Daddy never used those words, but I knew he loved me.
I miss daddy. We put up a bunch of pictures from his life. He was happy. So so happy. I enjoyed standing between the easels telling people about the pictures we showed.
The one thing that I'm going to miss is that daddy won't be there at my wedding. That there just breaks my heart. I've been invited to a wedding at the end of October, and I honestly don't think I can handle being there - just because it's a reminder.
I am proud to say that the man everyone knew and loved was my father. He was a good man, and he will be greatly missed.
Love you, daddy. So so much.
I cried...and a lot of people showed up.
Daddy didn't look real. He looked like a really well done latex "dummy" they use on TV. He even felt a bit like hard plastic.
It was really hard at the end, after the priest finished talking - he said a few things that really made me tear up - and I was standing there thanking everyone for coming.
Daddy was only 58. I was lucky enough to know him for 26 years. I hope he knows that I love him very much. I respected him greatly. I am happy that I got to tell him I loved him the Sunday before he passed. He told me he loved me too. Daddy never used those words, but I knew he loved me.
I miss daddy. We put up a bunch of pictures from his life. He was happy. So so happy. I enjoyed standing between the easels telling people about the pictures we showed.
The one thing that I'm going to miss is that daddy won't be there at my wedding. That there just breaks my heart. I've been invited to a wedding at the end of October, and I honestly don't think I can handle being there - just because it's a reminder.
I am proud to say that the man everyone knew and loved was my father. He was a good man, and he will be greatly missed.
Love you, daddy. So so much.