The first time I heard this song was the day Joy had turned on the satilite radio for my dad and lit some candles to ease the transition for him-- as I sat beside him, I listened to every single word.. and held his hand as he gasped for air...Fathers Day to me and my dad was a tie that he would never wear when I was young.. from my mom.. and as I grew up.. a check in phone call to him. Although celebrating halmark days was never really a big deal to me.. He really did mean the world to me. After he got sick he would dance around a bit to show me how healthy he was.. that day when I got to his house.. he got us to dance to show me he was fine.. but he really wasnt fine.. I had to carry him back into his bed. His strength and care about how losing him was effecting us all really meant the world to me. Man, I love my dad.
Posted on: Sat, 14 Jun 2014 16:33:46 +0000
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