tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post109846793875677746..comments2024-03-15T23:15:30.992-05:00Comments on The Box House: Memories of My Dad and a Visit from an Old FriendUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-29446088911157738212008-07-22T20:50:00.000-05:002008-07-22T20:50:00.000-05:00I want to say thank you to you for sharing this to...I want to say thank you to you for sharing this too. My Dad is still living, but I am such a sap that if I even think about him dying I get teary. I feel I can understand your feeling because I love my Dad so dearly too.Jocelynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13570623978361702328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-6722417698964176352008-07-19T15:46:00.000-05:002008-07-19T15:46:00.000-05:00Sandy, thank you for sharing that. Isn't it great ...Sandy, thank you for sharing that. Isn't it great that no matter how old we got, we could still call our fathers "Daddy". The bond is always there.Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17374925727669703513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-84048285668650333322008-07-19T15:20:00.000-05:002008-07-19T15:20:00.000-05:00My Dad would have been 100 this year. He passed aw...My Dad would have been 100 this year. He passed away 32 years ago. For the first 3 years after his death I visited his grave everyday. Even in the dead of winter.<BR/><BR/>I pass by the cemetery where he is buried ever day now on my way home from work, and as I pass I blow him a kiss and say I love you Daddy.Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11071236024242050143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-77903024016793699812008-07-18T02:44:00.000-05:002008-07-18T02:44:00.000-05:00You girls are terrific and amazing women; it's nic...You girls are terrific and amazing women; it's nice to have people out there who really understand what I'm going through on this. Thanks for lifting my spirits. :-)Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17374925727669703513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-68490874179111860172008-07-17T19:22:00.000-05:002008-07-17T19:22:00.000-05:00Right there with you. My Dad passed on Christmas m...Right there with you. My Dad passed on Christmas morning and so I make the best of trying to NOT go to retail stores/parties during the season that everyone INSISTS you be happy and joyful. I start the day off on 12/25 by having a complete meltdown and then being very thankful that I have the Fiance to hand me tissues and put me back together. This was the first year since his passing that I got Jean Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08729909498648719841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-29107589636508029932008-07-17T16:13:00.000-05:002008-07-17T16:13:00.000-05:00Oh Joanne, what lovely words. March 11 of this yea...Oh Joanne, what lovely words. <BR/><BR/>March 11 of this year marked to 10th anniversary of my father's death. I remembered on the 8th, 9th, and 10th, that the 11th was the day. Come the 11th.....I forgot and remembered again on the 13th. I felt guilty or something, but maybe it was meant to be. Maybe it was something he sent down to let me go on and live my life and not think about a death Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00327560462230807825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-2089319330122353852008-07-17T12:17:00.000-05:002008-07-17T12:17:00.000-05:00Joanne, I've been through some hard deaths. Someo...Joanne, I've been through some hard deaths. Someone I loved dearly passed away, alone, in the wee hours of the morning (approx. 3:50 a.m.), so I used to get a lawn chair and sit by his grave on the anniversary and time of his death, so he wouldn't have to be alone.<BR/><BR/>But after four years or so, I stopped writing down the date of his death in my datebook. Not that he was any less dear to Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-47146922036597734942008-07-17T09:02:00.000-05:002008-07-17T09:02:00.000-05:00Joanne, I'm sorry that loss has treated you so har...Joanne, I'm sorry that loss has treated you so hard - and I've gone through all the same things. A day without a funk leaves a guilty taste, but it's healing, and that can't be bad. He'd be so proud of you and your beautiful words!Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10450218137145794788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865137195444403241.post-25587903385227321682008-07-17T06:24:00.000-05:002008-07-17T06:24:00.000-05:00I have a pretty good idea of how you're feeling; m...I have a pretty good idea of how you're feeling; my own dad passed away in February of 2007. The more time passes, the more I focus on his life, rather than those few bitterly cold days in February when that life ended. So, no, I don't think there's anything wrong with you not marking July 16th this year; I bet your father would have wanted you to get on with your life.<BR/><BR/>All my sympathiesRaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04477204159405707320noreply@blogger.com