January 01, 2006
My father died on October 12, 1992. Columbus Day. I remember the date well. That was two weeks before I married Jennifer and 14 months before Quinton was born. My father never saw his grandson, and even worse, his grandson never knew him.
After more than 13 years, I still think about my father a lot, and a week seldom passes when I don't dream about him. He was the most influential person in my life. To this day, when I think about what makes a real "man," I remember my father. Even though I frequently find myself falling short of his mark, he remains the yardstick by which I measure myself as a man.
Damn Lil Toni for writing this post. I got all teary-eyed and snot-nosed when I read it. You should read it yourself.
What the hell--- everybody needs a good cry to start the new year.
(Ummm... lest I lead you astray, not ALL of her posts are heart-rending and sentimental. Some of them are downright...nasty!. She goes on the blogroll. I LIKE spicy Southern wimmen.)
Lil Toni's got some 'tude, don't she?
btw, you give that girl livey a big smooch from me. She may be crazy as all get out, in a good way, but she's got a heart of gold. Oh, and update your insurance when you take her out shooting. Just sayin'.....
TFS this...made me realize how lucky I am to have just had the nicest afternoon & evening with my mom & dad as well as my MIL and FIL.
For better or worse, our parents (with rare exception) are most often the ones who make the biggest impact on our lives.....and when they depart from this earth, its only natural that the void they leave is substantial....
I am lucky to still have both my parents, although my dad is in declining health. I cant imagine life without him, and so I can relate Rob, (as to how much you miss your dad) Even though its only natural for the parent to pass on ahead of a child, it doesnt mean its easy to accept.
By the way Rob, God Bless and heres hoping 2006 brings you much more happiness than 2005.
You were right. Not much brings a tear to my eye (except for fucking sappy movies, my wife secretly makes fun of me for it) but that post did. My wife and kids are out of town for the week, down in your neck of the woods, and I miss them terribly. They are coming home tommorow, it will be nice to spend my day off with them on Tuesday.
Someone once said, "Nothing reads better than the truth."
Thank you Rob, for your kind words. Your encouragement, along with a few others, sends me back to a lost love; giving thoughts a home.
I am humbled that you were touched.