Sunday, June 17, 2007
Large Shoes to fill
With Daddy gone, I am noting there are moments I shuffle around in his shoes.
There are some things I cannot do "like Daddy".
I do not smell like Daddy.
I cannot wrestle like Daddy.
I cannot kiss boo boos like Daddy does.
I cannot throw like Daddy.
I cannot catch like Daddy.
I cannot do the underwater voice in Green Eggs and Ham like Daddy.
I do not hug like Daddy.
My geographical knowledge is nothing like Daddy's.
The Collective miss Daddy.
And last night as I sat here, thinking about the separation...
It struck me at once.
Daddy has been gone for almost 1/2 of Sir Rowland's life, even longer with Pink Ninja.
It has certainly given me a an inordinate amount of time to practice my Daddy skills.
It is for not.
Because he is irreplaceable.
Hurry home DH.
Posted by Rachelle Jones at 8:40 AM