Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Happy Birthday, Daddy.

Today would have been my father's eighty-fourth birthday. He passed away twenty-three years ago at the age of sixty-one; one year younger than I am right now. I still miss him, although not quite as painfully because the years have healed the hurt, but there will always be a hole in my heart that his love used to fill.

For so many reasons, I wish he was here today. Mainly, so I could tell him all the things I didn't have a chance to before he died. I'd like him to meet my 'new' husband, know my grandson, and see how his grandsons grew up to be fine men. I'd like to spend just one more day with him so I could tell him what a great father he was and how being his daughter has shaped my life in so many positive ways. I see his influence in my children and I'm proud that his traits will carry on. I know he felt he was a failure when he died because society was so tough on him, but in the minds of all four of his children, there isn't a better father to be had than ours. I'm thankful every day for the time I had him in my life.

5 comments:

Elena Dorothy Bowman said...

Ginger!

You took me back to when my Father died. It was longer than 23 years ago and it was at Christmas. It has taken me a long time to get over his leaving us, but he is still in my heart and I speak to him, everyday. My mother has sinced joined him along with my oldest and youngest brothers. Now he is not alone anymore. I do carry on conversations with all of them and there are times when I actually hear my Mother calling me. And it doesn't matter where I am I always turn around and answer, "Yes, Ma?"

*Hugs*
Elena

rm2h said...

I am so glad that you had a great relationship with your Dad. That is something that I would of enjoyed with my Father.

Rachel

Joan said...

I didn't have the relationship with my father that you had with yours but I loved him very much. My parents were divorced and my father in the army so didn't see much of him when I was growing up but we made of for a little of that after I married. I lost him two days after Christmas so it is a sad time for me.

Lisa said...

Hi Ginger,
This one is choking me I just lost my mother december 21. She was my best friend and mother. I miss her very much right now.
Hugs!
Lisa

Deb O. said...

Isn't it amazing what a hold on our hearts our parents have even when they are with us. I've lost my birth father and Dad, my step-father who raised me, but it's my Mom who has held on the hardest. Mom isn't dead but she is in the final stage of Alzheimer's. Every day there is a moment when I want to share a part of my day with her. I can only do that in my heart.

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