Loving Pop-pa

It's been three years since my dad past away and anyone whoever said it gets easier with time lied.  Sure the day to day is better, but you find yourself at very special moments in your life wishing he was there to celebrate or share the joy with you.

Presley Ann sometime reminds me so much of him.  From the way her deep blue eye just shimmer when the light hits them just so, to the deep cupids bow above her upper lip.  I know that they would have been the best buddies ever and I just hope that for the rest of her life I will be able to show her all the experiences he would have.  I know one of the first things that I will do when she is really able to understand and take her to a Cardinal's game and buy her her first baseball hat!  Then, I will teach her to be a fish in water, I will have to drag her out of the pool.  I'll show her how to cook the biggest breakfast and appreciate classic rock music.  She may never really like football, but she will long for the smell of fallen leaves and cold air; a true indication that fall has arrived (my favorite season).  She will know how to wash and detail her own car, nothing makes your more proud than to drive your freshly washed car.  She will know to be kind to friends, do what is right, and be honorable. 

That'll be Pop-pa's girl!

Loving Pop-pa and missing him today.