Dear Dad ……… All my Love, Carole

Always in my heart, always in my heart, that’s where you live now and will always live until my last breath.

These days that come and go every year honoring our parents are not always happy days for many of us.  As many of us baby boomers are aging, we are aging without our parents.  I look at my friends who have a father that they still go golfing with, or fishing with, who still live independently or maybe with some assistance and I have a deep hole in my heart.

I live in the city my father wanted to live in, Tampa, Florida.  He loved it here.  He would be on the golf course today if that damn cancer had not stopped him cold.

When I was little he would take me golfing with him, we would walk the course hand in hand, and I would patiently sit on a bench at each tee waiting to take his hand again.

Yesterday as I was channel surfing, I stopped at the US Open and left it there in honor of my dad.

As I wrap this up I will end with a quote that was shared with me this past week that brought tears to my eyes then and still does today – especially today.

“If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together keep me in your heart, I’ll stay there forever” Winnie the Pooh

Dear Dad – dear, dear dad – I miss you so much. All my love, Carole

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2 Comments

  • Tania Visconi says:

    I was touched by your blog about your father. I recently lost my sweet father to cancer also, he was merely 67. I was so certain we would have many more years together and then it all ended so quickly. There is just never enough time to be with the ones you love…and never enough tears to get over the pain of losing them from your life. Thank you for sharing the Pooh quote…lovely.

    • admin says:

      Tania I am deeply sorry to hear that your heart is breaking. I know – believe me I know and my dad was 53 – and he never got to enjoy his grandchildren. I appreciate the time you took to post a comment.

      Carole

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