October 26th, 2010

I swung by my dad’s tree yesterday to check and see if it was changing color.

It had.

As I looked at it and its color and looked around, it was so quiet.

No one was there.

It was the first time I had not seen anyone sitting on the bench or someone stretching or chatting or resting their bike on the trunk of the little tree.

A feeling of loneliness came over me.

The large gaping hole that he left, will never be filled.

3 Responses to “Dad”

  1. whitney on October 26, 2010 8:44 pm

    I want you and your dad to know how much I like and admire him. I want him and you to know what an impact his funeral had on me. I want your dad to know what an amazing nutjob grouping of grandkids he sent forth in the world. They are crazy with a capital “K” and I mean that in a good way.

    Mary, your dad has had an impact on us through you. I barely knew him but I think of him every day because of you. Cuz ur awesome. 🙂

  2. maureen Crotty on October 29, 2010 1:20 pm

    Hi Beth,
    Too long with no words…………..I do keep up with your blog. This one touched my heart. My Mom talks about your dad all the time. She misses him sooo much. SHe just not cannot get over his loss.
    My mom and dad are leaving me bit by bit……..their memories are deserting them. It hurts to see them and hurts not to see them. But at least I still have them. I’m not sure if that is a curse or a blessing at this point.
    Thanks for sharing.

  3. Nana on October 31, 2010 10:11 pm

    I really miss him too!

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