Thursday, July 14, 2011
Crafting By Designs
I wish I had more time to play with my paper. Seems like life has a way of getting in the way.
As soon as we were able to walk, by dad literally put a small Zebco fishing rod in our hands. Mine was black and white. I believe it may still be in my mom's basement somewhere. This photo was from 1972. Hard to believe that almost 40 years have gone by. I loved fishing with my dad. From shore and from the boat. Now I regret those teen years setting in and not wanting to do it with him. For a time we grew apart. It wasn't until my mid 20's we came together again. Oh how I miss him. He's been gone for 8 years now. Some days I forget and can't wait to call him and tell him about something, be it a joke I heard on the radio or a deer or a flock of turkey I saw on my ride home, then I remember. There's not a day that goes by that I do not think about him. Some days with tears, some days without. I never knew that I would be able to miss someone so much. I love you Dad!
Well....enough of that....
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