My Daddy’s Song

My father was not a conceited man by all means but he sure loved to sing this song around the house.

When my father was alive, it wasn’t always a pleasant experience.  There were certainly times that living with an alcoholic father that were a challenge. But now that he is gone, I remember mostly the good times.  I remember being his little girl and hearing his laugh.  He never met a stranger.  He could talk to anyone.  He had no fear.  He never gave a thought to how other’s felt about him.  He lived his life and did his thing.

I wonder what it would be like to have him still here.  He never knew his children as adults.  He never knew his grandchildren.  I wonder what kind of grandfather he would have been.  There are times that I dream about him still being here and being a part of our lives.  I know that he loved us.  I know that he would be proud of all of us.

There will always be a part of me that misses him and dreams of what could have been. My heart aches when I think about how his lifestyle took him away from us way too early.

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