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. Gone is the face we loved so dear, Silent is the voice we loved to hear, Too far away for sight or speech, But not too far for thought to reach, Sweet to remember him who once was here, And who, though absent, is just as dear.
Happy Father's Day, first one without you here, it feels strange and unfamiliar, I only wish I could pick up the phone and call you. You are missed so much Dad, wherever you are, you will always be in my heart.
The birdhouse you brought back from Montana many years ago has never had birds in it..until this year, there are a pair of songbirds in it. I can't help but wonder if you sent them as you had such a fondness for birds, watching them bathe in the fountain outside your hospice window everyday.
All of your favourite flowers are coming up bigger than ever this year!! I am so glad they all survived the winter. They all remind me so much of you , because you picked them all out, and when I looked at them I said oh they aren't really very nice, well you knew what you were doing, they all turned out magnificent. xoxoox
Today you would of turned 65 retirement age!! We had so many plans. Life without you just isn't ever going to be the same.You turned out to be my best friend...Wish you were here I would of made this birthday so much more than your last one. Which you spent in the hospital all day.
Find myself with not much to do during the days now, they seem long...not going to see you everyday, but at least your out of pain now, you had too much for too long. Tough bugger you were.