Friday, May 06, 2005
I was reflecting over photos and some memories today. I found a poem that I chose for my dad after he died in 2001.
Photos are such great memories to have, I love them and wherever I go I try to snap everything! And I can look at photos for hours, of just about anything.
One thing I wish I could do was have dad in the photos of my wedding when I do get married, the whole walking down the isle with my dad was something that I always thought of, but I do know that many people cannot have that, not just me. I count myself lucky to have the rest of my family coming, not that we have dates or anything, I'm just thinking.
But today I just had that time to spend thinking of my wonderful dad and the great times.
I also recently read a blog which reminded me of dads.
Sometimes I spot a man in the distance and he kind of looks like my dad, which makes me look twice, i'm sure that happens a lot to others, or I could be walking through our property and remember times when I would spot him working away on the vines, I used to walk around the farm a lot, hoping and wishing to find something that belonged to him on the way, I don't know why, I guess anything that was his I wanted for me or perhaps anything that would take me back to a moment when he was alive.
The first Christmas without him was so strange, and i'm sure anyone who has lost someone would go through it, the difficult thing was not buying him a gift and not including him on that Christmas list.
But God is good and we can see our loved ones again which is wonderful, and I don't feel fatherless because I still have my God who indeed is my father.
We were a close family and dad was a great provider. Here is the poem I chose for my dad:
They say it is a beautiful journey
from the old world to the new
Some day I'll take that journey Dad
To the stairway that leads to you
And when I reach that garden
Where all are free from pain
I'll put my arms around you Dad
and we will never part again