Friday, October 29, 2010

3 years

Somehow, time does not stand still when we want it to, does it? I absolutely hate that. It has now been 3 years since Dad passed away. He was young, only 63. It was sudden, he had an enlarged heart. We didn't know.

Merle Lee Thompson
October 12, 1994 - October 30, 2007

I am happy that the last time I saw him, I told him that I loved him. He said "Me too". That was what he always said. I can still hear his voice, saying that.

I have his desk. I love sitting here. He spent alot of time at this desk, it was in "his room", his library and he would sit every night at this desk and read. He was a real history buff.

I have his belt buckle. He was always a "cowboy boots and buckle" kind of guy. He loved eagles. (Jim does too, I love that about him.)

This is Lisenby. He has a nice view. I used to find cemeterys scary. Now, I find great comfort here. It is so peaceful, a small country cemetery. Jim and I bought a spot just a few rows over from Dad, this past summer. I find comfort in that, too.
I miss my Dad. I know he would not want me to be sad. But I can't help it. I love you, Dad. I can almost hear him say "Me, too".

10 comments:

Becky said...

Feeling your sadness and loss with you. My mom died 2 years ago the 28th. Hugs and prayers to you, dear Angela.

Hazel said...

Hugs to you Angela ,your Dad sounds like a very special person ,he had to be to have a wonderful daughter like you .

Piece by Piece said...

I am glad that you have so many happy memories of your Dad. I lost my father on Nov 11, 1991, and have many happy memories of him too.
Hugs
Patricia

Barb said...

Oh....what a sweet post. I am sorry for his untimely death but glad you have good memories to support you.

Annette said...

What a great blessing that you had such a special relationship with your dad and now wonderful treasured memories.

Cornfield Quilter said...

I feel your sadness, my dad died when I was seventeen. I love my mother dearly, who is still living close by, but dads are so special to their daughters. No man has ever measured up to my dad.

Pat from FL and MI said...

What a father. What a daughter.
Hugs to you dear friend.

Laurie said...

Oh, yeah, he's saying it everyday. I know how you feel! So happy you have some of his treasures around to remind you of him everyday. And, how nice that you are going to be able to go to your final rest near him, too!

Khris said...

My heart tugged reading this....please know I am thinking of you and feel your loss...big hugs to you my friend...Khris

Vesuviusmama said...

How nice that you have some things of his that have significance. I can't imagine sitting at a desk to read (to write, yes, but to read!?!), but what a beauty it is! And I love belt buckles, too. My dad gave me a custom belt buckle one year that I still need to find a belt to put it on. I was still riding motorcycles at the time, and he had a welder friend create a belt buckle that looked like a motorcycle engine. Anyway, my heart goes out to you.