Sunday, June 19, 2005

Father's Day

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
~Clarence Budington Kelland

"The first year is the hardest." I was talking to my First Seargent after returning from bereavement. His mother had just passed less than a year ago. "Because you are missing them on occasions for the first time." No matter what he said the tears wouldn't stop. 7 months and 4 days today I got the worst news of my life. News I knew would eventually be brought, however never occuring to me that it could come so sudden. I was young when my grandparents on my mom's side passed away and only had a few distant friends leave during high school, so death is still kind of new to me. Still now I guess I'm trying to figure out how do you act when you lose the one closest to you and now how do you celebrate a day that's dedicated to a man that isn't there? The only thing I know is the first year is definitly the hardest.

I miss you a little, I guess you could say. A little too much,
A little too often, A little more every day.
~John M. Montgomery

1 Comments:

Blogger WinterPaws said...

I cried for several days after I heard this news. My heart was breaking for you when you went to the company commander's office as I knew this would change your life forever. Your dad left behind the legacy of a son with great character, integrity, and humor. I'm sure he was even more proud of you than I. It takes courage to share such a personal event. Thank you. Nat

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