Today was Father's Day, the third one I've had to go through without having my father. It brought back little memories of vacations in Gettysburg, watching him look at his civil war bullets and belt buckles, talking with him, watching him do a silly little dance, listening to him teach, silly songs, and butterfly kiss your noseys.
But a little of three years ago, I lost my dad to bladder cancer. He battled with it for a year and a half, most of that time was spent in the hospital, where I saw him all of two times. Hospitals and me do not mix, unless it's the maternity ward, I get very upset at all the sick people around me. So much I feel helpless and depressed, my heart goes out to every person.
My dad was a very God fearing father, who loved his wife and all six of his children, later in life his grandson. He taught us all to be at church every week, praising God and being active in the ministries.
I love you Daddy. <3
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