30 January 2009

I Miss You


I miss your laugh.

I miss your mad refrigerator-cleaning skills.

I miss your funky sense of humor.

I miss your sixth sense.

I miss your hugs.

I miss you checking in on me twenty times a night.

I miss our chocolate pig-outs.

I miss those free oil changes.

I. Miss. You.

Love you, Dad. It's been 11 years too long.

17 comments:

Avitable said...

Aww, that's very sweet, Heather.

Molly's Mom said...

Oh, Heather.
I can see the stories you've told about your dad in his eyes - the mischief, etc. I hope I can tell stories about my dad as eloquently someday.

Please tell me it gets better with time...

Tuli said...

I'm positively blubbering over here. I'm going to make sure I hug my dad's neck extra tight next time I see him.

Employee No. 3699 said...

I'm sure he's looking down on you with a big, proud smile.

Patois said...

I'm so sorry he's not with you. What fabulous things about a soul to miss. He seems a lot like my Dad, who left 21 years ago.

Ashlie- Mommycosm said...

Ohhhhh.

You've left me speechless, which is difficult to do...

((hugs))

Gypsy said...

{hugs}

Father Muskrat said...

I dread the day when I can write messages like this. You seem too young for such.

metalmom said...

Wonderful post. You have great memories.

Miss Britt said...

Ah, sweetie.

Love yew.

HEATHER said...

(((HUGS)))
Love you!

Tina said...

Heather, that's a great picture! You look so happy!

Sorry about your dad. I can't imagine that loss and I'm sure 11 years doesn't make it any easier.

I hope thinking about him is comforting to you.

Robin (a.k.a. Toasty) said...

Hugs...it's great you have such wonderful memories of him.

Not Afraid to Use It said...

Sending you love and hugs, hon. I know nothing we say makes it better. Just know we love you.

A Free Man said...

That's a beautiful testament to your Dad. I think I better call mine...

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Everybody - Thanks for the wonderful comments. The hole left behind from his passing is still there and always will be. The edges just get a little less jagged with each passing year.

Mrs. Mustard said...

I know the feeling. 9 years for me went by on Feb 5th.