28 years ago my Daddy was issued his guardian angel wings.
DOG I miss him. Every. Day.
Of course, being a butcher, he might think dinner with his girls is missing something as we’re all vegetarians, but he sure would LOVE the company.
Yesterday I was having a particularly tough day. As generally happens at this time of the year, I struggle with everything. As also generally happens at this time of the year, it’s not until the actual day or a day or two before that I realise why my world feels particularly off kilter.
This year I had attributed my funk to the whole not gainfully employed situation. Not entirely it would seem.
Thinking of you honey xx
Being a butcher for 30 years myself I send a big hug to you for any butcher’s family member is a friend of mine. Special people stuck with the business and all of them I knew who stuck with it were great ppl who loved their families and were not afraid of hard work. They were loyal, kind and gentle which considering their job would surprise many people. Want a deep intelligent discussion, talk to a butcher, for they all loved to learn and were a source of a lot of information about a lot of things. Hats off to your father….A big thumbs up in his memory for his little girl turned out to be a very intelligent and hard working woman who made her way in the world. He would be very, very proud of you here on earth and I am sure he is in the afterlife. God Bless You, your father done well!
You just made me cry for the second time this week. Thank you. He’s watching over us with all of the fuzzy loves X
my apologies, I didn’t set out to make you cry. But, your father is proud of you for many good reasons. 🙂
I so can relate. My funk happens in January and march when I lost my parents. It is important to be gentle with yourself. Glad you explained he was a butcher because I was not sure what the uniform was. Handsome man. Fond memories.
I love his tie. Perhaps that’s why I have such a fondness for gingham?
He looks like such a lovely man. You can see kindness just radiating from him 🙂