Just had this (one way) conversation while standing on my deck in the snow..
It's so beautiful outside tonight dad. Can you see it from where you are? Is it pretty where you are? I really miss you dad. I don't want to go another 30 years, and then maybe 20 more without you. You were supposed to be here. We were supposed to sit around the dining room table and play games like we did with grandpa. You were supposed to do that with my kids. You were supposed to tell stories. And give them hugs. You weren't supposed to go away. I wish I knew where you were. And if you were happy. And if you were warm. Sometimes, especially when it is snowing and so cold out, I worry you are alone in the ground so wet, and so cold. It breaks my heart and I can't sleep. I hope you are happy. And I hope you are warm. You weren't supposed to go away. I miss you dad.
9:32 p.m. - 2013-12-19
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