My Daddy by Lis

A great big box is sitting in our driveway. Dorothy lovingly packed up some of Ry's things and gave them to us last weekend. Lis wanted to dig through the boxes all by herself. She kept running in  the house to show me his fishing backpack, fishing vest, and waiters. It was already crystal clear to her who should get what from her Daddy's box. Uncle Cam could have the Powerbait, but the Corona flip flops she would keep til her feet got big enough. She carefully carried in a suede vest that had once belonged to my Dad. I explained that her Dad had been honored when my Mom gave him clothes that my Dad had worn. She immediately started a pile for her future little boy. This task was incredibly important to my purposeful granddaughter. Her face showed clearly how serious she took the task of selecting just the right treasure to save for each person. After she had sorted through everything, she told me she needed to make a list about her Daddy so she wouldn't forget.  So here goes........

I love my Daddy.
He loves me.
He knows how I am doing.
He knows I am a good girl.
I liked going shopping and ice skating and the movies and just being silly together.
He was very silly when he was a little boy.
He keeps me so warm whenever he hugs me.
He keeps me safe.
He has me in his hands.
He knows how hard I try on my homework.
We liked to play some games together.
We played at the park together.
I liked hearing about him and Uncle Tanner playing homeless in clown suits.
My Daddy was so smart so I am so smart.
I have the same eyes as him.
When he smiled at me it made me happy.

I miss going places with him.
I miss his smile.
I miss him hugging me and cuddling with me.
I miss him playing games with me.
He won't sing songs with me anymore.
I miss him loving me here but he does love me in Heaven.

But he had to die because he fell asleep and woke up dead in Heaven with Jesus.
And that is all about my Daddy.

Lis
6-29-2010