Remembering Dad

I wish I could more vividly remember our conversations on the afternoons when we ate ice cream together. Or the evenings drying dishes when I wore your slippers.  A photo taken in the parking lot of an amusement park reminds me of the day I won a big plush dog, and I can feel the excitement in your eyes. You were the most important person in my life.

Because you’ve been gone for more than 35 years, it’s hard to recall the details of what I know were many days when you made me very happy.  I didn’t know how I would go on without you in my life. But I did. And when I look up into the beautiful blue sky, I can often see your kind smile.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad!

 

 

Karen Kitchel is passionate about scattering kindness. Currently she serves meals to the homeless, is a volunteer teacher, writer, job coach and mentor.

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