Has it really been six years....

Well it is hard to believe it has been six years since my Dad died. I really thought that by now it wouldn't hurt quite so much. Don't get me wrong it is easier in a lot of ways but in some ways it is even harder. Holding my boys and seeing Madison grow is a stark reminder that he has been gone sooo long. He never got to meet Tanner or Jayden. He always wanted a boy and then I have two. We named Tanner after Dad. It so happens that Tanner was born on the day (3 years later) we found out Dad had died. He died right after Madison's 1st birthday. I probably talked to him for the last time around her birthday. I still have the toy he gave Madison for her first birthday. It is a Bear in the Big Blue House and he dances to the Cha Cha song. I can remember where I was and what I was doing when my sister called and told me that he had passed away. I remember having to tell his Dad (my Pappaw) that his son had died - he had only been home for moments from saying goodbye to his brother (he was dying also). Dad loved Madison!! That is really an understatement. He wanted her all to himself.

My prayer is that Dad is in heaven sitting with my sister and that they have a front row window to see my kids (and my nieces) playing and living life. I know without a doubt he would be proud of me and them. So with a heavy heart and a smiling face, I will remember my Dad and I will dedicate this blog to him .... I love you Dad and I miss you more today than yesterday.