Here I am at my mom's. We had people come over after the service. We all talked about memories of my Dad. My brother Andy is next to the door. My favorite uncle Frank is between the two rooms. Tyler is playing a game. My brother has adopted him !
Here is my Aunt Kay. She is my favorite Aunt it meant the world that she came. When we talked about my dad, I mentioned something about Aaron and she was there and held my hand, she understood, that meant the world to me.
Here is my Aunt Kay. She is my favorite Aunt it meant the world that she came. When we talked about my dad, I mentioned something about Aaron and she was there and held my hand, she understood, that meant the world to me.
50 years Together, WOW it's amazing! My mom and dad were not perfect, but they had a connection to one another that was beautiful. My parents used to dance just in our living room it was so beautiful and every day he would kiss her goodbye when he went to work, these are a few of those special things that I treasured as a kid.
My parents relationship wasn't perfect, but it was special and there was this deep connection between them. I felt they always loved one another even in those bad times. They were committed to us and our family. I learned alot after finally getting love right, that came from the relationship my parents had.
My dad had 2 places in the house that he had his treasures. In the basement he collected baby shoes from each of the grandchildren, He had hung up on the ceiling with a nail. There was letters we had sent him in a scrapbook. He had started doing it to help him from forgetting. Seeing my letters from a kid to adult was so touching. I got his jacket. I still can smell him on it, a stop watch, he loved stop watches, every Christmas he would get one, his lighter from when he was in the service and his bike. The bike is so beautiful. I need to get the tire blow up with some air and off I go!
I also got some of his roses. Planting them I felt like he was watching over me gently guiding me in the right direction to plant them. I made a memorial for my dad. I will talk about that later.
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