a day without father

Father’s Day, since mine passed, has not been the same – how could it be?  I have to believe that he is in a better place.  Today I walked around outdoors (which is where he was most comfortable) and thought about the happier times.  My father instilled in me a great love and curiosity for all things wild.  We shared the joys of gardening, fishing, dogs, raw clams, the ocean … and so much more.  He may not have been interested in literature or the arts , but he made college a reality for me.  He was gruff and opinionated and stubborn.  But he loved his family and he loved a good joke and he was truly a man’s man.  I miss him more with each passing year.

I took this image the morning before my dad died.


About jody

mother of two amazing individuals, daughter, sister, artist, partner - devoted to knitting, quilting, gardening,writing,painting, reading, sewing, longing to live by the sea
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3 Responses to a day without father

  1. Bea says:

    I’m so sorry about your loss. It’s clear how very much you loved him.


  2. I found him the Garden yesterday too. While watering I recalled that on every Father’s Day that I traveled home, I would find him in the vegetable garden, and that is where he would greet us. Always most comfortable there, and always an easy way to exchange our love of growing.


  3. pratima says:

    Nothing could fill the emptiness but memories cast a beautiful light and warm our hearts and thoughts, hugs and loving wishes, dear Jody.


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