My Dad died yesterday. I dedicate these writings to him. He had just discovered Facebook and the fact that his children from two different marriages were communicating with each other on this social networking vehicle. He was genuinely excited at the possibilities and asked my youngest brother how much it would cost to get on the internet and participate. He died in his sleep that very night. The next morning in the mail I received an Easter card depicting an Angel floating amongst roses from him, wishing the whole family health and happiness.
A belated sorry to hear about your father dying. It was hard for me when Pop died, too. I'd sent him a card that didn't get there in time. It had a check and note in it to help get him a hearing aid. Little things like that are hard.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how much you know about what's been going on with my dad these last few years, but if you have any time or inclination, I know he could use an old friend. Thank you and wishing you a beautiful mountain spring day! Shawna