It's hard to believe it's been a year since Dad moved on. As Greg and I spoke about Al it felt like he'd been gone longer. Perhaps when you miss someone here, time here feels like forever. Not a day passes when I don't think of him or wish I could share thoughts with him. However, on some days I feel him close. Usually when I'm driving alone on my way to work.
They set the headstone earlier this month. I'm just glad it's finally taken care of. At first, I wasn't a fan of the font and went with it because I was tired of waiting for other decisions to be made. But the more I looked at it, the more it reminds me of the font used on the trials bikes he rode. All in all, it's fitting.
I love and miss you, Dad.
They set the headstone earlier this month. I'm just glad it's finally taken care of. At first, I wasn't a fan of the font and went with it because I was tired of waiting for other decisions to be made. But the more I looked at it, the more it reminds me of the font used on the trials bikes he rode. All in all, it's fitting.
I love and miss you, Dad.
Chris
2 comments:
What a beautiful post Christina. I remember when Dave told me about your father last year, I wanted to send you something, but I didn't, thinking it would be weird to get something practically from a stranger. But for whatever it is worth now, I was thinking and praying for you and your family.
I didn't want you to think I'd forgotten about your dad. When Ava's birthday rolled around, I remembered him, too. I just couldn't figure out a way to reply to your (Ava's birthday) text without sounding ........well, i don't even know what the word is :(
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