Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Missing Dad!

Sometimes days go by and I don't even think of my dad much anymore. Then something will trigger his memory and I just want to cry. For instance, today I heard a song that my dad used to dance with me to and used to sing to me. I started missing him so bad that my chest ached. It's not even the anniversary of his passing. So I shouldn't be this wimpy about it.

The Mills brothers sang "Daddy's Little Girl" and my dad loved LOVED it! That was our song, he'd always say. "You're the end of the rainbow, you're my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star," brought the tears to my eyes. But they didn't pour down until I heard: "You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. YOu're the Easter bunny to mommmy and me. You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice, and you're daddy's little girl."

My dad wasn't involved too much with us. But when he did, the time mattered. He wasn't a tiny man either. I still remember him singing this song to me, so nasal and out of tune, but he meant it. I remember before he got sick with cancer, and his hair was dark. I remember him showing up to all of my ball games, no matter how tired he was from work. I remember him showing up to all my plays, and major events. Again, time with him was scarce, but it counted.

Dad, I love you and miss you. I'll be seeing you when the Good Lord brings me home, until then tell Jesus hi for me.