Remembering
I miss you.
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent persons
and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty;
To find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
5 Comments:
My Dad was killed about a year and a half ago. Seems like it was just yesterday. I miss him.
Happy birthday to Cantankerous's pa.
He has good company in heaven.In fact I whispered a little prayer to my mother to find him up there and but him a drink on the house.
buy I meant buy him a drink. sigh
Thanks all.
My dad has been gone for 25 years. You don't ever stop missing them, but you learn to deal. :/
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