Missing Dad. Thankful for Mom.
Missing Dad today. The past few days have been hard. No special days or celebrations to be sad about. But you see... there is an emptiness. An empty swing on the back porch. We bought the swing when Dad and Mom moved in. Dad could sit out there on that swing for hours... No matter how hot it was outside. He loved to bird-watch. We would sit out there and sing songs... Silly ones. He loved being outside. I miss him. We moved into this house a month before dad went into hospice. Picked it because of the nice front porch that was almost always shaded. That month he sat out on his chair and watched the cars go by... He would have sat there all day long if we would have let him. For the most part... we didn't let him :). We had a great front porch growing up... Schultz Street was awesome. Dad would sit out there on that front porch all the time. He would watch me practice my baton... And yell at me when I would drop it ;). We would play the &q