R.i.p. Dad 21/6/1996
 

At his funeral I never cried,
Though I did a lot the day he died.
I tried to be strong for mum and all,
And show my dad I would not fall.
Fifteen years have passed by now,
How fast it’s been, I know not how.
Do I miss him? Oh God I do,
His gallons of tea, and Irish stew.
Is he with me, when I pray?,
Of course he is, it’s the longest day.
What a day to pass beyond
When night meets day..and that day is long
The price for cancer is a life to pay
But in my heart dad you will always stay.

R.I.P. 21/6/1996


David

David
 

That was beautiful David.

David so sorry for the passing of your father. A father is someone who will always take a good part of your heart. My father passed in 2004...I can still hear his voice and his laughter. I was his first daughter so I just had him wrapped around his pinkie!

I do know our Dad's can be with us when we pray. Four years ago I moved my Mom in with us. We gave her a room for her to sleep in and a room for her to knit, nap, watch TV or have visitors. At first I thought I was going nuts! My Mom and I never really were the best of friends...however Dad was my buddy. One evening when I thought I could not take another minute of burden of taking care of her and my dear sweet Olhipie...I went outside and just screamed. At that very moment I heard in my heart my Fathers voice telling me, "love her as I do"....how sweet this was.

Ever since I have loved her more than ever. I am so thankful for this time in my life...for having the time to have her here with us I wouldn't have it any other way!

Thank you for the great thought...it explains exactly how I feel!!!

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