Flowers for my Father

This week marks the twentieth anniversary of my father’s passing.  It seems unreal it has been that long.  Often I think about the things we have missed having him here for.  Of course like in most of our lives there have been high school and college graduations for his grandchildren, weddings, great grandbabies and the many ups and downs that come with living.

 

We miss him so much.  My dad actually passed away on Memorial Day.  This year I wanted the vase on his grave to be a bit more special so I arranged with love some brightly colored silk flowers.

 

 

My Dad taught my sister and me so many good things to remember.  He taught us to have good manners.  Nothing less was ever acceptable.  One thing I remember to this day is to never walk across someone’s lawn to take a short cut.  He thought it best to walk down the sidewalk.  Not sure why he felt that was necessary but to this day I think of him if I start to walk across a yard.  We knew to think of others and respect them.

 

Dad taught us to button up our coats and to never look sloppy.  He was a firm believer in looking nice and presentable.  We could never come to the table in our swimming suits as teenagers.  Speaking of the table, Dad would go hungry before he would eat the last helping of something.  It was always left by him in case another might want it.  He was always thinking of others.  Our home was always opened for friends and family.  He was happiest when people were around.  I can still see that big smile on his face when lots were gathered.

 

He made sure we always respected our mother.  We knew how much he loved Mama and that love for her shone through during all their married years.  He was not only a good Dad but he was a good husband.  Together they were strict but loving parents.

 

Dad, we really feel like your sixty seven years on earth was not enough.  God had other plans and we know that you are looking down on us and I sense you are smiling.  Thank you for being the best Dad ever.  You and Mom set a very fine example of how we should lead our lives. In turn we have passed those qualities on to our children knowing you would approve.

 

 

 

And oh yes, Barb and I still remember you taught us how the crow lands while sitting by you in the car!  We also still remember how strong your toes were, right Barb?

 

We miss you Dad.