October 16th. I never know how to feel on this day. I usually feel sad, tears are inevitable, but I try to be happy. I try to picture what he would be like today. Would we get together for dinner? Would we talk about politics, or the fact that the Yankees where eliminated in the first round of the playoffs? Would he be proud of the person I have become? Would he know how much I love him? How would he be with Delaney? Would he fit comfortably around that little finger? Would she make him laugh? Would he make her giggle that deep belly giggle she only does when she can not bear to hold it in any longer? Would he look into those deep blue eyes and see himself? What about Branden and Rae? Would he go to their games, and cheer silently from the sidelines? Would he disect their play over dinner that night? Would he be as proud of them as I am? Would he look at Chris and see the incredible man he has become? Would he be able to finally forgive himself? Would he see how much we truly love him? How much we truly miss him being a part of our lives? Happy Birthday Daddy. I love you, and I miss you.
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