Sunday, June 21, 2009

...a man I was honoured to call my father.

My father had seven grandchildren that were able to cuddle on his chest and know his love in the flesh. His eighth will have to rely on all of us to help her know him in a different way. This is what I wish he was doing this father's day with her.
Dad and granchild number 2, Sydney.

1 comment:

  1. Oh Trish... that's a beautiful picture of your dad and Sydney. I know your family will help your new little one know her Grampa and keep his memory alive through stories and love and tears. It may be some time before she even realizes she never knew him in person, and that it's those stories that are how she knows him and feels his love for her and all of you.

    I love you...
    xo ~ C