Monday, September 27, 2010

Today Was My Birthday

And my first birthday where I didn't hear from my daddy.

It was a bittersweet day and yet thanks to my husband, children, friends and family, I got through it.

It's only been about five weeks since dad died and I am sorry I haven't been the blogger I want to be. I will be soon and am so grateful for your patience.

UPDATE - Thank you so much for your kind comments. It really does mean a lot to me.

1 comment:

  1. Dear Kris-- My father died several years ago on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. There was a discussion among my mom, brother and I about the day of the funeral. My only request was that it not be held on the coming Thursday. Mike asked why. He'd understandably forgotten that it was my birthday.

    Hang in there. Words of comfort don't really give any comfort, but I'll try because I do know how horrible it is. My dad was very close to his granddaughters. Last Christmas my oldest (27) put together an album of the stories and rhymes and songs that Dad had shared with the girls. He's still with us. It sounds like your dad was the sort of fellow who will always be with his kids and grandkids, too. I think that makes you & I profoundly lucky.