I Miss You, Pop!
Sunday, June 21, 2015
It's been nearly 16 years and very few days have passed that I didn't miss you, want to discuss something with you, or share my hysterically funny little dogs with you. You would have loved them, especially butterball Bitsee. I wish I had been a better daughter and I'm sure you wished you could be a better dad. As I grow older, I recognize that none of us are perfect and none of us can turn back time. I used to wonder how you could sit on the patio for hours at a time doing absolutely nothing. Now, as I sit on the patio for as much time as I can manage, I realize your body was still but your mind was pondering all the wisdom of the ages or at least what in the yard needed doing next. I'm sorry I was impatient and desire nothing more than to be sitting out there with you.