This is the second year that March 1st rolled around and my dad isn’t here to wish a Happy Birthday. I think about him every single day. Some days it seems he’s on my mind all day long and others I may think of him for just a fleeting moment. There are so many things I wanted to tell him over the past two years. I wanted to tell him about a book I read that I thought he’d enjoy, I wanted to tell him how I handled a sticky situation but not without first thinking… how would my dad handle this, what would my dad say to this person. I wish I could talk with him one more time. I wish I could feel his arms around me for one more hug. I wish I could hear the words, “Love you babe” just one more time.
I. Miss. Him.
Now on a happy note we got to see our oldest, Tim, this evening. He’s on a cross country trek for a shipping company he works for and his travels brought him within a few miles of us.
Here’s Tim and Bob standing next to a very large saguaro cactus.
Yep, I’m thinking the same thing,,,,darn he’s a big guy! I think he finally stopped growing at 6’4”.