It's Sunday morning, April 15, 2012. Yesterday, I was secretly thinking, and had a day of secret tears and memories of not only my dad, ..... but my mom too. I can't express what I feel for my mom and what she has meant to me. She has been a source of strength, to not only me but my sisters as well. I think she has been strongest of all of us this past five years in so many ways. I felt a need to be with her and my sisters yesterday, I'm not sure why I didn't call them all up and say, 'let's spend some time together', but I didn't. So now it is 'today' and 2 a.m. in the morning. I'm still thinking and remembering.
This picture is one Clydene posted on her blog a while back. I am pretty sure she enhanced it in her photo program to make it crisper, if you will. It seems I remember this very day when mom took this picture of dad and his four girls. I believe our dog's name was "Queenie". Dad always had a dog it seems. This one was so pretty and looked alot like "Lassie" from the old television series.
In Memory Of
By: Janette Spencer Sprankle
April 15, 2012
My Daddy was as sweet as can be
He’d hold my hand while walking with me.
My daddy and me had the widow’s peak
Sometimes he’d give me a kiss on my cheek.
He wore his glasses, and I did too!
Our eyes were both the color of blue.
I'd run to meet him at the top of the lane
He worked all day and didn’t complain.
Sister and I would play his songs
He’d tap his feet and sing along.
My daddy would take us for Sunday rides
With the girls in back and mom at his side.
Around his fingers he’d twirl our hair
As we sat on the floor in front of his chair.
Some of his favorites were some of mine
Like tomatoes and melons fresh off the vine.
These are things I remember real well
There’s a lot more memories I’d like to tell.
These were those of my childhood
I will never forget them, I never could.
Forever in my heart, I love you Dad!