Six. Days.

Six days until my daddys angelversary. I am at a loss. Some days it seems like he has been gone longer, like when I try to remember his voice, and then there are days that it is so fresh that I can still hear my family singing, "What a day that will be" to my daddy in his final hour. I seem to become more at peace as that day comes closer, but I fear that it may be the calm before the storm. I really try not to dwell, seriously.. I do. But I cant get it out of my heart that MY DADDY is gone. My MIND accepts it, My HEART just doesnt. It's weird. My family has been a true blessing, I got a card today in the mail and it really made me feel loved. They are thinking about Bud and me.... Wow, I guess that I am not the only one grieving..... THEY miss him too. I havent thought about it that way. Selfish much??? They have all the childhood and the grownup memories of Bud, and all I have are 26 years of my daddy. Does that mean that they miss him more? Ummmm. . . . I cant even try to imagine their pain. Man, 26 years. Seems like a "lifetime" but I assure you that it was no where near long enough! I know people that are in their 60's and they have BOTH parents. Doesnt seem fair.....

Enough, enough, enough. before the water works turns on..

UPDATE ON FAMILY:

Kenneth had his tonsils and adenoids taken out and tubes put in his ears 3 weeks ago and is doing well. He is 5 years old and he has had 4 surgeries. POOR FELLA..

He is growing so stinkin fast, he amazes me with his understanding of everything. He learns so fast! He is so dang stubborn that I want to smack him sometimes. But I guess thats ok. He keeps me on my toes... anyway. we went for a drive the other day and went to Lamontville to FlatRock. Kenneth wanted to see the water at Papaws. He is so cool. It was bittersweet...

Here is a pic..