This is my first Father's Day where I am unable to visit with my Father.
I miss my father.
I miss him at odd times.
Sometimes, I miss him logically, for instance at the Temple, when I play tennis with the boys, playing quiddler, reading a good paragraph in a book that he would like to discuss, or driving home from work when i would normally call him just to chat.
Sometimes, I miss him illogically, a random thought, a passing phrase, a written word will trigger an unrelated memory of Dad.
Dad who was my friend, my confidant, my advisor, my counsellor, my example, my father.
My father would never claim to be perfect, nor was he; however he like mary poppins (or my rindy) was practically perfect in every way. Most importantly, at least in my eyes - he was, he is the perfect father for me.
I love you Dad -Happy Father's Day
(prize to the first person who identifies the photo)
5 comments:
Looks like he is at a wedding at the temple. Let's guess it was at Blair's wedding? Not sure, but he looks handsome.
Blair and Julie's wedding
jen
email me your mailing address and the prize is your - discerning woman that you are
I knew you would post some thing about Dad on Father's Day. Just feel bad it took me so long to look. I love that picture. So him. I just want him to turn a little bit so I can see his whole face. Why can't we have Harry Potter-type pictures. Thanks for the poignant post.
Wonderful post.
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