|A little plaque for my dad on his favourite tree at the family farm|
I awoke this morning to the beautiful sound of rain on my tin roof....I lay in bed and thought about my gorgeous dad that passed away 12 years ago today... Andrew was just waking up so I jumped into bed with him and I told him how proud his pop would have been of him, of his achievements and of how this lovely boy treated his mamma.....I lay with Andrew for a long while and we talked about the wonderful man my dad was... He lived a very simple life and his greatest love and joy was his family, I was the youngest of 5 children and he was one of those men that would tell you how beautiful you were every day, he was never ashamed to cry over a movie and tell you how much he loved you... He went to school till he was only 12 and then worked on the family farm till his mum passed away when he was only 15...he then moved away and worked in the mines for over 10 years and then came home and married my mum.... They adored each other and still looked at each other like they had just fallen in love for the first time after 49 years of marriage... When my dad was very, very ill and we had all came home to see him, he talked to us all and cuddled us and said he never ever wanted to leave any of us because we were his greatest joy of his life...
I love my father as the stars - he's a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart. ~Terri Guillemets
Dad, your guiding hand on my shoulder will remain with me forever. ~Author Unknown