Thursday, February 19, 2009
DAD




I miss Dad.I miss his gentle voice, his quiet observations, his enthusiasm and interest...in everything.
I miss- just that comfortable feeling of sitting in his company. I think of Dad often and the strength I felt from him. When I feel down or overwhelmed with tasks/situations in my life; I think of Dad's strength in me. Through the last three years, there seem to be certain moments when my thoughts about Dad feel very clear and vivid; usually when I am running- in this quiet place of my own. Runs in Liberty Park (since I remember going there with Dad and/or other family events), runs on the shoreline trail, skate skiing on a beautiful, blue-sky, sunny day. My exercise has always been my place where my thinking settles into a calm; all crazy, stressed, busy thinking falls to a calmer place and finds its order. That's where thoughts of Dad guide me- to think and to live positively, gently, kindly.
I would have held on to him forever.
Kay