“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments,
when they aren't trying to teach us.
We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.”
My dad passed away Sunday morning.
He slowed down until he just stopped.
He was so
brave & sweet
His vivid imagination, his love of reading
and his stubborn streak are all things I
recognize in myself.
He Is Not Gone
Ease your grief, he is not gone
For in your heart he lingers on.
His smile, his laugh, his special way,
Will comfort you from day to day.
You'll feel his presence in the breeze
That dances gently through the trees.
And it's his face that you shall see
When you're in need of company.
At any time you can recall
The love you shared...you saved it all.
And really more than anything,
You'll find peace in remembering.
by genie graveline
Thank you to everyone that sent positive thoughts,
I've felt a strength to get through this past week
that Ive never felt before....
I'm proud to be his daughter
and it was an honor to care for him
when he needed it.
12/23/1920 - 12/29/2013