I absolutely hate this date. However, while trying to write about this date, I realized that all I really wanted to do was to attempt something funny and try not to get too depressed and think too much. Heck, we are all pretty much depressed these days anyway, aren’t we?
This year, while we are all basically quarantined and trying to ride out this whole virus thing, my wife, my family, and I are remembering the death day of our little girl. No, she wasn’t so little when she died, but to us, she will always be our little girl. She left an indelible impression on all our lives, and I would like to take this opportunity to once again say things you have undoubtedly heard before but are being polite enough to read them again anyway. Hey, we are always healing, so just have patience with me and go with it. I would appreciate it. So, The Other Day…
I don’t know if I’ve ever told you this, but one thing that has always stood out about our daughter, Alison, is her Auburn-colored hair. I loved/love everything about her, but her hair color brought me closer to my dad’s side of the family. Like her, my father, and a large majority of his family, had auburn or red colored hair. (Hey, he was 100% Irish, so what do you expect?). When she was young, she wore it long. I always thought she did that for her dear old dad because I liked it long. Over time, she cut it, styled it, and even dyed it several times. (I thought she looked great as a blond, but she never liked it). Still, it was her auburn hair that melted my heart. True, I would have loved her, regardless. I loved her more with each passing day.
I don’t know if any of you remember the TOD (it is posted on my blog under the White Room tab) in which I told the story about the picture we thought we had lost of our little girl, and then discovered it was in some papers at our lawyer’s office. I thought I would post that picture on my blog and Facebook page today so that you could see how beautiful she was when she was young, holding that rose, and also view that gorgeous mane of auburn hair, shining for all the world to see.
Normally, on this day, my family and I would go visit our daughter and go out as a family and do something we knew she enjoyed and would want us to do in her honor. However, things have changed somewhat, and on this April 20th, I will be indoors, reliving precious memories, and marveling at the wonder that was and is my little girl. Baby girl, your parents miss you with all their hearts. Rest in peace! MUH!!
