November 29th marked 5 years since my Dad passed away. 5 years ago we were eating Thanksgiving dinner in the hospital cafeteria- the worst Thanksgiving of our lives. I have talked about this many times, but I have never written it down.
I miss my Dad.
I miss seeing him play and laugh with Maddie. I miss that he never got to play with Bryn and Emmy. I miss watching him walk around the car and open the door for my mom- every time. I miss going to the school to pick him up and honking at the window. I miss walking in the kitchen and smelling the grease and spices he was cooking for a snack. I miss watching him work in the garden with his silly farmer hat and knee guards. I miss Sunday picnics up Santaquin Canyon and watching Dad catch a tiny trout in the creek. I miss going anywhere and hearing one of his students yell out "Mr. Guilbert"- completely surprised that Mr. Guilbert had a life outside of school. I miss watching my mom and dad sit on the couch holding hands watching National Geographic together. I miss being one of the only kids who dreaded summertime because my dad was home to make me work. I miss hearing my dad hoot and holler as he was watching Great Outdoors during the "bbb-big bear" scene. I miss that I can't tell him that I love him just one more time...
I really, really miss my Dad.
14 years ago
2 comments:
Jennie - This is a great post. I miss your Dad so much. He was a great husband, father, grandpa and teacher.
I'm sure he knows how much you love him.
Very tender. Thanks for posting this.
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