Friday, April 2, 2010
I remember this day like it was yesterday. I had only known your Dad for a few months and I could see what a wonderful father he was. I'm not sure where we were this day. We were in town somewhere, and Lindsey and Stacy were with us. When it was time to go home you started to get sad, then you cried.
You always seemed sad when it was time to leave your Dad. Hopefully some day you can remember the truth about the first 13 years of your life. The ones where you were a part of your Father's life.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
It's Easter on Sunday and once again we are missing you and remembering that this was a time you would spend with us. You're dad was always excited months. He'd plan fun things for you to do and buy your favorite foods.
It was always a sad time when you would leave to go home. But your Dad would get past the sadness by making what he called 'picture books' for you and 'care packages' and send them. That was how he got through the sadness. You were sad too. But I guess you didn't know how to handle your sadness. You were only a kid.
Hopefully you will someday remember truth.