Okay, so this should have been posted on May 21 or May 22, but I got busy and never made a post. I apologize for that. Anyway, without further ado here’s my post.
Ten years ago, I said “good-bye” to Daddy. I stood at his casket adorned in the yellow roses we had purchased and a ribbon had just been handed to me by one of the funeral workers. On the blue ribbon in gold glittering letters was the word “Daddy.” I never could, nor probably ever will, be able to call him “Dad.” I had buried my head into my cousin’s wife’s arm and just sobbed. I didn’t want to say “good-bye.” It sort of brought some closure to everything that had transpired over the course of a week, but it also seemed surreal.
Now, 10 years later and nearly Memorial Day in the USA, I am probably finally able to close all this. I will not stop talking or bragging about him, but I think it’s finally time to move on and say “good-bye” or at least “see you when next we meet.”
Well, that’s all for this time. I’ll do my best to write again soon, but I make you no promises. I hope this was well worth the wait!
Love and prayers, as always! ❤