Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Can you hear me dad...
Sometimes I ask you a question hoping I will hear something ..... anything. I see a twinkle in the room and I immediately think it's you. The kids talk to you too. They tell you they love you all the time & how much they miss you and they carry that flat extreeme grandpa Darcy got for us everywhere. Do you know that you have been to all their games, concerts & award ceremonies?
We have you in tons of framed photographs we admire and today of all days -- especially an emotional day for me, Kendra finally finished a snowflake she's been working on for a while. She said, It's finally done mom. Let's hang it on the tree for grandpa. I nearly choked on my tears.
We put it onto your frame we admire daily in your library room you enjoyed so much and where we lite a candle for your eternal peaceful journey.
The truth is -- you have never left. You are still here. We feel you, we sense you & we speak of you. We talk to you, we talk about you, we joke, we bicker, we blame you for things broken hahaha, we ask you how we could do something when we are stuck, we ask you to help us find things you have put away, we laugh at your jokes you've told us & the memories are so cherished daily of all those stories you've told. You have taught us so much and your gentle face & your soft yet booming voice is very much missed.
When I think of you .... my tears flow like a flood gate and my heart quivers, throat swells and I cover my face with my hands for a moment as I feel an urge to burst into endless tears. I miss you more then you will ever know..... I love you dad. Can you hear me?