Monday, March 9, 2009


I wondered why the date bothered me all day. I knew it was important. It is my dad's birthday. He has been gone a long time now and I think I miss him more now than I did when he first died. Its hardest in the fall when he loved to hunt. I think I got my wonder and appreciation of nature from him. He certainly loved the outdoors. I have tried to experience some of the things that he had always wanted to do. I went to Alberta Canada and Nova Scotia cause he would have loved being there. I just miss ya daddy , so very very much. I love you always.

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