That’s me and my Daddy. The picture taken 21 years ago when my Daddy lived in Florida, hence the deep tan. My Daddy died on Easter Sunday. I was out there in Pennsylvania with him but had left his bedside two hours before he passed.
When I kissed him good night that Easter night, this time I refrained from saying – see you tomorrow Daddy.
I want to tell you many things about my Daddy but it’s all a bit too fresh now. Save this, I always knew when I was in his presence that I was loved and adored by my Father. Quite the opposite was true of my relationship with my Mother, so my Daddy made life sweet for me. I knew there was a heaven right here on earth just looking in his love filled eyes.
So this is part of the reason why I’ve taken a hiatus. Sometimes I want to rush back and tell you all the latest new thing I’m working with and some day that will happen and it will be as if I was never gone at all.
Until then, I’ll leave you with these snippets from poems:
“I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name….”
Jane Kenyon
* * * And * * *
“May you have the eyes to see
that no visitor arrives without a gift,
and no guest leaves without a blessing.”
John O’Donohue
Bless me, bless you all.
