Thursday, October 6, 2011

It’s been sixteen years since my wonderful dad passed away. My father was my hero and I miss him every day. Sometimes people have reminders of their loved ones. Mine is birds and I felt like my dad was looking down on me today when I went outside feeling melancholy and there was this bird looking at me. My Dad loved photography and for some reason this makes me smile.

5 comments:

Julia said...

Hi Cheri, what a a nice way to remember your dad. I feel that melancholy in the fall when we remember our dead.

Our dear departed parents are always with us. I feel every time I have joy, they are a part of that energy, every time I feel love, again I know that they are part of that love energy. It comfort me. They keep giving in another dimension because love never dies.

Hugs, JB

Larkrise garden girl said...

What a wonderful thought Julia.

acorn hollow said...

It is so hard to miss parents. It is nice the birds remind you of him.
Cathy

Quiltdolls said...

Had fun with you at hobo night.

See you next month. Hopefully I will have some blocks done.

Love kim
knaylor@san.rr.com

Larkrise garden girl said...

Hi Kim, Wasn't that fun. I did the wheels on one of the trains using the snowball method it looks cute! I am going to have at least five more done by next class.Hugs Cheri