Since my dad passed away 18 years ago, I've had no memory of him.
NONE. I remember nothing about him. Not his eyes, his smell, his voice, his mannerisms. Nothing. All I have is pictures.
...until 2 days ago.
I was studying in my room. It was about 1 in the morning. I was listening to my iPod, learning about the immune system. And suddenly, I remembered fishing.
I started seeing people, and chairs. I remembered a fishing pole I held that was pink. I remember sitting on rocks. I remember it being windy. And I remembered a man and a woman.
Immediately I assumed it was my cousin, Chris and his wife Kayleen. Seemed logical.
But the more that I thought, the less it made sense.
And that's when it hit me.
This memory was my dad. MY dad. MY father.
MY memory.
I remembered.
And my heart got full. And my eyes teared up. And I absorbed it all in.
..because I remembered my father.
and I'll never forget.
8 comments:
I am so glad you have that! It is something you will never forget. I am happy for you :)
Fishing. :D
Good for you.
I love you.
K seriously Callie. Cutest post ever! I love it :)
he was just popping in to visit, and let you know he is and always be with you.
Love,
Mom
Callie, that is so cool! I remember playing spoon with your Mom and Dad, crazy fun! I
This is Cass... I remember that pink pole :) As you get older things will come to you more. Its kinda cool.
I'm so glad you have a memory of your Dad =) that is such a neat story Callie!
He was always, and always will be, my favorite uncle. He holds a special place in my heart. Thanks again for making me cry! :)
I hope that you get a few more memories of him as you get older, if not, you can have mine.
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