Comments: Searching My Heart

I miss my dad. I so get it. *hugs*

Posted by vw bug at January 7, 2011 05:35 AM

So many of your posts elicit tears, but this one just kills me. And I don't believe in coincidences, either.

Posted by pam at January 7, 2011 08:21 AM

.... I'm with Pam, Bou.... and yes, like VW, I miss my Dad too......

.... beautifully written and from the heart..... most excellent....

Posted by Eric at January 7, 2011 09:06 AM

It's been a funny thing answering more these questions of my son, today. Interesting... his perspective and in some ways, seeing some of her traits eek out into my own kids. She lives... through them. Both of them do.

Posted by Bou at January 7, 2011 03:04 PM

I miss my dad too. If he were still around today he too would be 74.

Posted by diamond dave at January 7, 2011 10:50 PM

If someone asked me why I was reading your blog, this post is it in a nutshell. It reminds me of all the things I missed out on at different stages of my life. Grandma trying to get the grandkids to smell her feet is priceless. Little things like that.

Posted by Spockgirl at January 8, 2011 02:28 PM

"If you die and nobody misses you, did you really live?"

Yes you did; and the life you lead was likely filled with unkindness and pain.

Which, Bou, won't ever be you.

And I miss my dad too. The 26th of this month marks the 16th anniversary of his death; one week after that he would have turned 80.

It sucks.

Posted by Kris, in New England at January 8, 2011 04:19 PM

I knew only one set of my granparents, my mother's parents. I love the stories I know about them and pass them along all the time. I inherited some things from my grandma. There's one story about my Dad's mom that makes me feel good. It was always said that if you were passing by and stopped at her house, you left with a bag of food. She died when my Dad was 7 years old, so he didn't know her. I'm proud to be named for her.

Posted by tina at January 9, 2011 11:49 AM