Day is Done
C had just taken me to her house so I could shower when we got the call that Dad had passed.
Mojo had just landed.
J was bedside.
Now I’m sitting here with Dad and crying and remembering and trying to process it all.
Day is done, Dad. Time to climb in the old jalopy and go find another race.
I love you. Thank you for being my dad.
Vale.
Filed under: Family ~ Comments (2)
Oh, honey I’m so very sorry for your loss. It’s just the hardest thing, watching someone slip away from you, especially if there’s pain involved. Prayers and hugs for you and your family… May you gain some peace as you remember him.
Comment by pam — 2018/05/08 @ 07:06
Thank you, Pam.
Comment by Da Goddess — 2018/05/08 @ 10:40