
My dad loved Easter, he loved every holiday, but Easter was one of his favorites. He was Polish and really enjoyed all of the Polish food we had for the holiday...mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm GOOD!
Easter was also his last holiday with us and he was too sick to eat and enjoy dinner, so Easter makes me a little sad and makes me miss my Dad very much....I do not like to go to the cemetery, although the cemetery where he is resting is absolutely beautiful, I just get so overcome with sadness and it stays with me for a few days. But this year something is calling me there and I feel like I need to go, so that is what I will do later in the afternoon & by myself. I don't like to go there with anyone, that's my time there with my dad and sometimes I just stand and look out over all of the headstones and wonder and sometimes I sit and cry and try to remember what he sounded like :(
I wish that he was here to see his Nikky get married this September, I think he would be fighting Mr. P for the chance to walk her down the aisle and I wished he would have been here to see Billy graduate from Boot. He would have been so proud!
Dad, where ever you are know that I think of you every day and I look at your picture on my mantle every morning & every night before I go to bed...I love you!