I remember so clearly the stories my grandmother used to tell me and my sisters about my father, and his love for the ocean. How he would run away from school and follow his Dad to the sea begging him to go fishing with him instead of sitting in a classroom.
He loved to go fishing and he loved taking us with him.
tonight my heart’s heavy because Dad lost his battle to cancer this afternoon. I’m sad, really sad but I know in my heart that he’s passed onto a place where there’s no more pain and no more suffering. only joy, peace and happiness…… and maybe fishing to his hearts content!
I love you Dad.
You will always live in my heart, so although you’re gone in the flesh your memories will live on.
I’m flying home this weekend. I don’t know how long I’ll be away.