What a beautiful reflection, even if it wasn't the most beautiful father-daughter relationship. Father's Day was hard for me for the first time because of my dad's current condition but I'm grateful to have gotten through it.
This essay went in a (welcomed) different direction then I expected based on the first few paragraphs. A sweet tribute to an original, live-is-own-way, determined man.
That’s beautiful,I love your reflections of Daddy.
I must say that I did feel sadness on today I I seemed to miss him more than ever.
Gone but never forgotten.😢❤️
What a beautiful tribute to your dad, Karen. Life certainly wasn't boring when you grew up. God speed. ❤️❤️
What a beautiful reflection, even if it wasn't the most beautiful father-daughter relationship. Father's Day was hard for me for the first time because of my dad's current condition but I'm grateful to have gotten through it.
Love this so much Karen! 🤎
Thank you, Monique.
Any time lady! Let’s keep writing. ✍️
This essay went in a (welcomed) different direction then I expected based on the first few paragraphs. A sweet tribute to an original, live-is-own-way, determined man.
Nice. Your dad sounds great.
For me it was my mother. I did not mourn her loss. I mourned what might have been.