Saturday was rough. That anniversary always is. January 31 marked 3 years since my fathers passing. I really tried to make the best of the day, by honoring him in a way I felt happy and comfortable doing. My sister and I traveled to Books a Million and purchased children's books to donate to the Kingston Public Library in memory of my dad, Jeff Metcalf. We took some scrapbooking paper and made a message to tape into the front of the books. We made the journey together, and all in all it was a nice way to spend the day. Much better than the past two years when I spent the day under the covers crying and feeling sorry for myself. It's a step in the right direction, but it was still really tough. I thought time was supposed to heal all wounds? Isn't three years long enough? I suppose not. I never want to forget him, just the pain of the whole ordeal. Yes, Saturday was rough. Perhaps the pain never truly leaves us, but I think at least I am managing it in a more positive light this year.
For my Dad, I miss you everyday, not just days like Saturday. I still love you so much. You'll always be the man who loved me first. Love and Kisses, your little princess....
4 comments:
Nice idea with the books. I'm glad it wasn't a completely horrible day. Nice to remember the good things! Not that I can relate at all.
Thanks for showing support though. That always helps. : )
Hey, Heather. I'm not sure if you knew, but I lost my dad on 9/10/07, so I completely sympathize with this entry. I love the idea of donating books in his name. Thank you so much for the idea. Not that we want to be glad someone shares in our misery, but it's sometimes nice to know we're not alone. :)
Lora, I had no idea that you lost your dad. I am so sorry to hear that. Thanks for reading my blog. It was a good feeling to do something to honor his memory, and I am glad that it may bring you a little peace to do this as well.
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