I wonder

when the bad thoughts of dad will go away. It was just one of those mornings where a thought of his last days came into my head and I couldn't get it out. It has been with me all morning. I am not sure what triggered it. I have a frame in my bedroom with a picture of dad and I from my wedding day when we were dancing and I look at it every day - I give him a kiss every night. It is a reminder of how he was and of a happy time. It reminds me of him being so happy and care free, loving and kind, and what a great dancer he was.

But today for some reason I have nothing but thoughts of how he was that last week, and I can't shake it. Not sure why - I do my best to always remember the good times and how he was, but sometimes those bad thoughts come into my head - the way he looked at the end and it makes my heart ache.

I hope others have days like this or maybe it is just me - who knows. Just trying to shake it and trying to remember the happy good times!  Just a morning of bad thoughts - yuck!

I miss him so much................

I love you dad!

Much love to all,