My Dad was only 60 years old. I never really realized how young that really is...now that I am in my 40's (still so hard for me to think I am in my 40's and in a short while I will be saying my 50's)...60 doesn't seem so far away. He never got to walk me down the aisle, although my brother did a great job standing in...still it wasn't my "papa-san", never got to physically meet my "Prins", never to meet the children in my life, or the Grandchildren they have and will give us. He will have to wait to meet his grand children, and my mother will have to continue on her path alone. My boys (Ian, Hunter and toto) made a wonderful dinner Saturday night after seeing Avatar. What a great movie - i can truly see why it will win many awards. After many games of WII, off to bed to wake to praise God at our Church. Then we will go and wish Ian's mom a happy Valentines and give her the card and yummy chocolates.
Sunday we had my mother over for Valentine's day - we have tried to make it a tradition for her - give her something to look forward to...This Sunday we had steaks (in the shape of a heart) with shrimp and bake potato. Ian is so sweet and loves to share his love of cooking. It is so true that you really don't understand what you really miss till it is permanently gone from your life. I use to have dreams about Papa-San...still occasionally do - i wonder if I will this anniversay
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It was a nice day, indeed. I wish I could have met him, I have heard that we would have shared much in common and been friends/good family. Dinner turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself! That cake your Mom brought was great! Love you!
I wish I could have met your dad too, but I know I will get to someday!
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