I want to say so much about
dad, I can?t seem to find
words to justify the love and
loss I feel for him, I miss him
so much the ache is consuming.
Throughout the past decade,
it was him and only him I
could openly bear my soul to,
and only he would truly listen
to me, and we would talk, oh
how we would talk, he would
laugh at me and me at him, we
would talk of life, paths, nature,
adventures, memories, where
we want to go where we thought
we?d be.
He was my best friend
and my biggest pain in the butt.
I wish I was able to have spent
more time with him. I loved that
he wasn?t ashamed of crying,
or laughing out loud or showing
any emotions in-between. I loved
his charm, his romantic notions,
his whining, his outright
complaining, his stubborn pride,
his foolishness and downright
silliness, the fact that he would go
on regardless of what life brought
him. I loved that he refused to be
anyone else but himself, for anyone
else. I wanted so many people to
know the man I became to know,
and what a wonderful, simply
complex man he was. I?m so glad
he was a part of my Sons life, and
so glad I was able to share that part
of my life with him. I am thankful
for all the things he taught me,
regardless of how I learned the lesson.
I am so grateful for the surprises
he still had about him, the love that
I know he knew these last years,
the care and tolerance of him.
Thank you for the flowers dad,
I miss you very very much,
Always,
your Jenny
