When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
Everybody was burning up in their costumes, everybody except Jonathan, he was the only one of my sister's kids who kept their costume on during the whole time at St. Thomas. Those were the days, Jj was absolutely the cutest Tele Tubby. What a memory, what great little kid. Jj auntie nene, miss you more and more. So happy you have your wings and we will see you all again. Love and miss you still.
HAPPY FATHERS DAY
If I were there…
I would personally tell you about my dad…an awesome man of God. I would tell you that I know this Father’s Day will be difficult for him, but I know being the man that he is, he’ll get through this too.
If I were there…
I would tell you about this hard working man that does everything he can for his family. My family’s schedule centered around me, making sure everything was taken care of, such as picking me up from school, making all my appointments, after school programs, etc. You see my Dad work nights, but he made sure he was home every morning in time to take me to school. Those morning drives took about 20 minutes and those were the best 20 minutes of my day. My dad had a unique way of explaining things and often repeating himself. He would give his fatherly advice with wisdom on his no nonsense approach to everything in life (hint: Bengal tigers and the 3rd rail…lol). His talks were positive, inspiring and very funny. He was like Bill Cosby (only without the sweater)…those never ending stories of when he was my age (I’m sure you could imagine…lol). I didn’t mind hearing those stories over and over again. I would patiently listen, raise a quizzical eyebrow and nod in agreement. He should have been a comedian, because he could turn any situation around with humor and his philosophical opinion on everything…there was never a dull moment in our home…thanks Dad!
I see the notes he writes on the calendar above my desk in my room, thanking God for me and expressing how much he loves and misses me. I miss him, too. I appreciate how often he thinks of me and the items that he purchases and place on my bed (it’s getting a little crowded), those things he knows I would like… and how loud and expressive he would say my nickname, J Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, my man!...thanks Dad!
If I were there…
I would do on this Father’s Day what we do every Father’s Day, give him my card and gift, a big manly hug, take him to breakfast and go to church…the rest of the day was his. He needs his rest. Amen! Father’s Day (just like Mother’s Day) should be celebrated every day. I appreciated all you did and love you for it. I thank God for you, Dad. Of all the dad’s in this world, God gave me you. Mom tells everyone of her Angel…know that I am always by your side, with my hand resting on your shoulder…and forever in your heart.
Until I see you in Glory…Love you,
Jonathan
