day 678
I miss this! We will never have this again and it makes me blue. We will have other versions of this, but this became that and it will never be the same.
off to enjoy another sunny, SUNNY day!
2.6.12
Take Me Home Mr. Sillypants
day 661
Some days memories flood your mind and swim around making circles. We had a lot of pain and sadness and we knew just how to make it all go away the wrong way. It was bad and destructive and I knew that long before you ever did. I remember the days when I just couldn't come down after the flight. You'd play the piano and sing to me and ease my mind. The nights were just as scary as the days. I don't miss those days, but I do miss you. It's been 16 years since we got the bad news and almost 10 years after you left this planet and I can still hear the song in my head. I think of all you missed. L O S T and a 3rd Toy Story (for real!). "A better tomorrow, tomorrow" would have made you giggle, apples make the sauce and your boy got married. Now I work with "the wee ones" as you would say and I found the key all by myself. I don't know where you go or what you do when you die, but I hope you are free of pain and sadness. Happy thoughts of all the moments before fade in and out. I am happy now; happy with all that I have. I don't look back that often until I hear that song in my head. . .
Cronaim thu a chuisle, a chro.
off to enjoy another sunny, SUNNY day.
Some days memories flood your mind and swim around making circles. We had a lot of pain and sadness and we knew just how to make it all go away the wrong way. It was bad and destructive and I knew that long before you ever did. I remember the days when I just couldn't come down after the flight. You'd play the piano and sing to me and ease my mind. The nights were just as scary as the days. I don't miss those days, but I do miss you. It's been 16 years since we got the bad news and almost 10 years after you left this planet and I can still hear the song in my head. I think of all you missed. L O S T and a 3rd Toy Story (for real!). "A better tomorrow, tomorrow" would have made you giggle, apples make the sauce and your boy got married. Now I work with "the wee ones" as you would say and I found the key all by myself. I don't know where you go or what you do when you die, but I hope you are free of pain and sadness. Happy thoughts of all the moments before fade in and out. I am happy now; happy with all that I have. I don't look back that often until I hear that song in my head. . .
Cronaim thu a chuisle, a chro.
off to enjoy another sunny, SUNNY day.
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