One Month Today
My daddy passed away exactly one month ago today. I awoke this morning feeling very sad and wondering if the statement "time heals all wounds" is really true. Last week when I thought of our memories together, no tears; this morning, they will not stop. I guess when someone loses someone close to them, each month, year, holiday; brings it all back. At least most of the memories are good ones filled with laughter; there are a few of his rantings, he did think he had to be the boss.Here is a picture I came across of daddy and me when I was just a toddler. Boy my daddy looks young.

I feel better after typing this all out. I think the tears will dry up too. After all, this day is not going to be all sad. We are going over to my grand-daddys for lunch today, he is turning 80 tomorrow. I can't imagine being alive on this earth for 80 years, but I am so glad that he is. He has always been there for me with a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear; the kind of wisdom that will offer sound advice and a heart that never judges. Yes, my grand-daddy is a true gentlemen in every since of the word.
I hope that you have a great Sunday. Please take time to hug someone you love, call someone you haven't talked to in a while or just spend an extra minute listening. I think you will be glad you did.
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