Thinking of my Dad
He would have been 70 today. I think of him everyday. If he was here, he'd probably be celebrating this weekend with family and friends. A big party would have been had with lots of music, food and laughter. I'll just leave this here. Love and miss you, Daddy.
(This also reminds me that I need to get my photos back from my sister's house so I can add some new ones next time.)
Comments
xo
Debbie
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I only knew my mother for just over a year when I was 13, and she wasn't well then. My father I knew on and off for ten or more years. More off than on!
But people find it hard to believe that I miss them too, at the grand old age that I am of 65!
I am so glad that you have happy memories, and photos, and I am sure that you feel his presence still, and not just on his birthday