My dad works just over the fence from my school. Sometimes he pokes his face over the fence.
So he did, and on the odd occasion I saw him stick his head over to seek me out on the playground during lunch, there I’d be, ambling around, almost certainly waiting for the bell to ring so we could all go inside and I’d not have to be out there any longer, often with children I didn’t like or understand; there I’d be, and when I saw him it always made my day better.
I’d wave, he’d wave, and then we’d turn away to go back to our respective days.
Now his days are over and I can still hardly believe it.
Ronald James Browne – 18th August 1949 – 19th February 2009.
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Thinking of you with much love K, today and always…
Thinking of you today. Love and peace from me. xx
I’m sorry for your loss. I lost my mom in February 17 years ago. It still hurts. How wonderful you still have the picture. That is precious.
I used to enjoy that as well- when we were in junior primary and the work vehicles would drive past the fence and I’d look to see who the driver was- sometimes it wasn’t dad, but often it was and he would always slow down and wave.
Rest in Peace Dad.
Take care, have a peaceful, restful day.
oh sweetie. Big hugs to you on this hard day.
Thanks everyone xx
If it is any help, the first year is the worst year. You’ll never stop missing him but you’ll find an easier way to live with it now.
Remember to be kind to yourself.
Kind regards,
Belinda
Oh, Karen. Wish my words were more than what they are…just words. Big hugs from my little corner of the world.
I love that you kept all these precious momentos Karen. Big love to you.