Tomorrow marks 2 long but yet short months since my dad died. It just seems like yesterday that he was here and we were being smartasses to each other. My mom, my son and I couldnt bring ourselves to do our usual Easter tradition today without dad so we went out of town for lunch and came home and that was it. It felt so wierd not having him there with us. He always did the driving when we all went out together and i caught myself walking into my moms place yelling let's go, your driving dad. And then I realized what i had said. Then later when we got to the restaraunt my son said "i wish papa was here so i could hear his voice again so i wont forget what he sounded like"......what do you say to a comment like that? ive been an emotional wreck all day but I dont want to burden my friends with my problems as they have their own lives to deal with. So i spent the rest of the day cleaning, sorting, throwing stuff away and more cleaning.
