Thursday, May 15, 2008
The difficult Goodbye
Well, I finally took my dads ashes out to the pond and now I can move on. I had thought I would take them to the park but there are gaters in the water there and that seemed heartless. I know that what I did was maybe heartless too but it seemed less that way. I tried to stay dry-eyed but it didn't work too well. I just knew I could not keep them forever. I know I have brought this issue up with my dad several times and I want to let you people know (before you get sick of it and stop visiting) that I don't plan to bring it up again.
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You have every right to be sad and you had every right to take as long as you wanted, after all, it was YOUR Dad!
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