I have had several really hard days. Memories of Mom creep up unannounced and I am filled with tears as I realize that I can't just call her up and talk to her for hours on the phone any more. I can't say, "guess what, Mom?"
Today is Daddy's birthday. I called him this morning to wish him well today. He thanked me and his conversation turned to what his day would be like today. He was going out with a lady named Hazel from the support group.
What struck me odd was that he couldn't even remember who she was. He had to ask Becky about her. He told me that she was the nicely dressed lady in the group. They are going to the movies to watch the show about Walt Disney with Tom Hanks.
I felt a rush of jealousy as he was telling me about how excited he was to go out today.
"I guess I'm still a pretty good catch!" he told me. I laughed at the thought. Really? Now, it's only been three months and Dad is already strutting his stuff like a peacock with its tail spread tall behind him, swooning the ladies that take any kind of interest in him.
I'm sorry, Dad, but I really don't think that Mom would have gone out on the town so quickly and been out on any dates so soon. I think she would have dove in to the Word of God as she has always loved to do. I think she would spend more time with people from the church, invited her family over to spend time with her and would have really taken care of all of her girls sincerely. I'm not saying that you are not, but I just hope that when things settle down that you don't forget your daughters.
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