Thursday, November 18, 2010

November 18, 1981

Twenty-nine years ago today, my father suffered a heart attack and died.  It's hard to believe that it has been so long.  He was too good to die that young.  At the time, people tried to make sense of it.  They tried to see some positive in how he wouldn't have wanted to see some of the things that happened in our hometown after he passed.  But there are no positives when someone so good dies so young.  I miss you Daddy.  I love you.

3 comments:

Lisa said...

thinking of you . . .

Sarah said...

Big hugs to you Kate....

loribeth said...

There are never any "positives" when we lose someone we love. I hate those cliches. (((hugs)))