This morning I got the call that no one wants to get. My daddy was gone. His name was McKinley, and he was a very special man. He had a really big heart and was loved by many.
Most of today has been a blur. I had family all around me, but now they are all gone and I am sitting here with memories floating through my head and tears in my eyes.
I wasn't sure if I was going to post a picture today, but I wanted to share a little of my daddy with you.
He gave me a copy of this photo last Christmas. He was 47 when this was taken. He had just turned 72 on February 22. I think he is quite handsome in this picture and he was still handsome.
Yesterday, I know he did something he loved. He finished a piece of furniture he made for a lady. He was retired, but was always doing something, whether it was building something, working in the yard or fishing. I miss him so much already. I keep wanting to talk to him one more time.
The next two days are going to be really hard. I will try to look at all your wonderful photos next week.
I wrote a Poem when my dad died 11 years ago. I will share it with you tonight if you wish..
Where’s daddy?
I reach up to take his hand, He is not there.
I reach out to touch his cheek, he is not there.
I reach over to kiss his lips , but he is not there.
I want him to dry my tears , he is not there.
I want him to see my smile , he is not there.
I want him to hug me ,but he is not there.
I want him to tell me he loves me. He did.
I want him to walk through the door. He can’t.
I want him to come home , but He never will again.
I looked for him in all kinds of places, I FOUND HIM IN MY HEART!
Nikki Leahy
My dad died in Oct, and the first couple of Christmas's birthdays' father days' etc. I wrote him cards.. as if he was still with me, and I put them in a special box. and put it in my closet. It just felt really strange and hard to have these holidays without him and writing a card although strange was good.
Take care of yourself over the next few weeks, and remember and rejoice in him..
xoxoxxxoxoxoxo
Oh Carolyn - this is a very lonely time for you. This photo is a beautiful tribute to your wonderful dad. Take care of yourself and surround yourself with these beautiful memories. Hugs and love - Marg
carolyn, i don't know that there are any words that will ease the hurt. because, the hurt can't be avoided. let yourself grieve. don't let anyone tell you how to do it. do it the way that you need to. trust yourself and your loved ones.
Thoughts and prayers to you and your family during the difficult days and weeks ahead. Sounds like he was a good man and a very handsome man. February 22nd is my birthday too!
What a wonderful photo of your dad.
Where’s daddy?
I reach up to take his hand, He is not there.
I reach out to touch his cheek, he is not there.
I reach over to kiss his lips , but he is not there.
I want him to dry my tears , he is not there.
I want him to see my smile , he is not there.
I want him to hug me ,but he is not there.
I want him to tell me he loves me. He did.
I want him to walk through the door. He can’t.
I want him to come home , but He never will again.
I looked for him in all kinds of places, I FOUND HIM IN MY HEART!
Nikki Leahy
My dad died in Oct, and the first couple of Christmas's birthdays' father days' etc. I wrote him cards.. as if he was still with me, and I put them in a special box. and put it in my closet. It just felt really strange and hard to have these holidays without him and writing a card although strange was good.
Take care of yourself over the next few weeks, and remember and rejoice in him..
xoxoxxxoxoxoxo