I think about him all the time....there is this void that just seems to linger around me all the time....I wonder what heaven is like all the time .
I went over to my parents' place last weekend and mom wanted to give some of dad's things to us if we had a need. I had mixed feelings about it. For one I was thankful for the things and on the other hand I didn't want to take them because it made me really feel his presence, which is a good thing, but also that he really is gone.
It IS a weird feeling to know one of your parents' is not here anymore.
I took 3 of his coats....some for me and some for Doug.
I pulled out a few pieces of paper the other day from one of the pockets....gas coupons! It made me chuckle...he was always trying to save something somewhere if he could and it was easy to do. The other thing was one of those little pieces of paper you pull off when you are waiting in line....he was I39. I held it in my hand....read the number over and over....felt the paper between my fingers many times and wondered where he was when he was in line and got this number...how long did he have to wait....and why did he save it?
Little thoughts but weigh heavy on me daily.
I miss you Dad....you were such a solid and reassuring man to go to if I needed to talk...so now I talk to you in my head and wait for signs you are answering.
Another reminder everyday to love those you have because you never know how long you will have them!!