Red, DH and I are going for ice cream now. We'll think you and Ernie. Lota of hugs to you.
Red, DH and I are going for ice cream now. We'll think you and Ernie. Lota of hugs to you.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
Thinking of you - new to the forum and I know that I don't know you, so I hope you don't mind me posting, but your post struck a nerve with me too. Enjoy your ice cream, what a great way to honor your dad.
I called my mother on her last birthday and it didn't really strike me until I was telling my then-boyfriend (now husband) about it what a special conversation it had been. She died unexpectedly about two months later and somehow all the things we'd talked about and the uncharacteristic things she'd said made sense - not that she knew was going to die but just in the funny way that life can play out I guess. I think because of that conversation I had an easier time with my mom's death than my siblings did. It has been a few years since she died but every so often she's very much alive in my dreams. I was touched by your story about your father and hope the good times you had with him continue to provide comfort.