Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Birthday wishes for my Daddy...

Two years ago I woke up and called my Daddy to wish him a Happy Birthday... it was his 75th and considered a milestone by many. Daddy wasn't at home, but instead in the hospital once again fighting the battle to breathe.
I had mailed him a package containing more than a dozen little lemon muffins - a slight variation from the lemon pound cake he loved so much. He was quick to tell me that although he loved the muffins, they were not nearly as good as my regular pound cake.
Daddy never was one to mince words.
I can't tell you how long I talked to Daddy or everything we spoke about, but I do know it was among one better conversations I had with him that week. He had been in the hospital for several days and would only be there three more before he passed away.
Daddy had a lot of funny ways — some of which I couldn't stand and others I didn't understand — but I know he loved all of us the best way he could.
There are many times that I think of him and wish he would have known my children as they would have brought a new light to his life.
This is one of my favorite pictures of Daddy and Savannah... it was taken on the first of three visits they had together. I so wish he would have had the chance to know her longer... and to meet Julius.


sara said...

This post got me all choked up. Losing my parents is beyond my grasp. I'm sorry for your loss, but love the picture. He looks like a proud grandpa!

Veronica Lee said...

I'm so sorry for your loss. Your dad looks like a wonderful person. He has such a kind face.

Happy Friday!