I have also coined the term Dead Daddy Year. I am allowing myself many wild acts or acts of slackery in honor of the Dead Daddy Year.
I've been down this week. I needed to meet with a member of the DDGC . I called Mme. Crib for solace. As are all our conversations, it's punctuated by interruptions from the kids.
"What? What? The door is closed here, I need you to go ask your father. You
have a father, go."
"And I don't!!!"
"Wha? Oh, no, not you. You don't have a father."
"Right, but not what I meant. You should tell the kids that. 'You have a
father and I don't! Go to him!'"
"I might just do that!"
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You can add me to the members of your club. Fourteen years now and sometimes I still catch myself picking up the phone to call him because I heard something I thought he would find interesting or funny - or buying licorice jelly beans because those were his favorite. The most difficult day for me was the first Thanksgiving without him. I will be here when that day - whatever it is - comes for you. Warm thoughts.
Hi Jennifer,
Actually, the Ugly Girls Club sends me copies of the email. We will be launching our latest updates on our new site soon. Thanks for the nod.
www.drjansblog.blogspot.com
Jan
The DDGC has been my lifeline. Love to all.
Can I join the DDGC? December 19th will be two years for my dad. He gave me his wedding band that I wear around my neck {on a chain} so I can have him close by. Do what you need to do and don't let others tell you how you must feel or act.
Keeping you in prayer,
buttefly angel
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