Happy Birthday Daddy
Today would have been my father's birthday. Yesterday (a few minutes ago) was the day of his death. October 8th marks the 3rd year anniversary of his death. Yes, he died one day before this birthday. Creepy. I know. It really does not seem that long ago. It seems like only a short while ago he had passed away. I still remember everything about him. His laugh, his smile, his smell, his advice, his love.
I was his Choo Choo Baby and he was my Choo Choo Daddy. I found a picture of a choo choo train in a dumpster a while ago when I was still dumpster diving regularly. I took a picture with it just now in memory of my dad. In memory of the greatest father I could have ever asked for. To one of the greatest men I have ever met or will ever meet. In memory of the man who was a great grandfather, a great husband to my mother, a great father to my brother and I and who was everyone's best friend.
This marks the year that I am not horribly depressed and sad about everything in my life. It is making it easier for me to deal with the anniversary of his death. It is helping me to just remember him on this day instead of sulking and being sad that he is no longer here.
I think that my father would be proud of me and the things that I am accomplishing and hope to accomplish still. (I just got a 50 cent raise at work which is VERY rare for just working there 6 months they said).
I wish my father was still here. Alive and well. I wish this a lot. I wish this about my mother and brother a lot too but I was always such a little daddy's girl.
I miss you daddy. Happy Birthday.
I was his Choo Choo Baby and he was my Choo Choo Daddy. I found a picture of a choo choo train in a dumpster a while ago when I was still dumpster diving regularly. I took a picture with it just now in memory of my dad. In memory of the greatest father I could have ever asked for. To one of the greatest men I have ever met or will ever meet. In memory of the man who was a great grandfather, a great husband to my mother, a great father to my brother and I and who was everyone's best friend.
This marks the year that I am not horribly depressed and sad about everything in my life. It is making it easier for me to deal with the anniversary of his death. It is helping me to just remember him on this day instead of sulking and being sad that he is no longer here.
I think that my father would be proud of me and the things that I am accomplishing and hope to accomplish still. (I just got a 50 cent raise at work which is VERY rare for just working there 6 months they said).
I wish my father was still here. Alive and well. I wish this a lot. I wish this about my mother and brother a lot too but I was always such a little daddy's girl.
I miss you daddy. Happy Birthday.