Missing Dad...

Tonight I was going through some stuff that Bob and I stored over at Bob's brother's house when we moved out on our own six years ago. Every time we go over there we take a couple more boxes.

I sat there will a box of memories I had stored away, memories of my friends back home in California, Memories of high school, memories that were most important to me at the time. I came across an envelope that had "Dad" hand written on the front in my hand writing... I quickly slid my finger under the seal to open it and came across letters I had written to my dad when he was sick in the hospital with cancer right before he died. :( This envelope was given back to me by the staff of Charlton when he passed away, the nurse had collected them for me figuring I'd want to keep them.

I sat on the floor beside this old box... a box full of memories some happy, some sad, some painful and read these letters. I got choked up a bit... but at the same time I have been thinking about my dad a lot lately and I keep coming across "signs" that he's with me. It's the strangest thing. Every time I think of him... I see something he had or did or hear things like his favorite songs. For example my dad owned Allied (the moving Company) well, the branch in California and I was driving home from work and starting thinking about my dad and what do I turn my head to see... a big orange Allied truck beside me. It brought me comfort, it felt like it was my dad saying "I'm here with you"

Being pregnant with my first child I have been wishing my dad was here to meet his grand daughter, but sadly he's not here with us anymore. But my daughter will know her grandfather and her grandmother because we will tell her all about them.

I just miss my dad today...