I Sure Miss Him

Sunday, January 14, 2018

I remember that couch and those sharks on the glass coffee table well.  And, of course, there's my Dad (Bob Gilliam), in the late 70s, with his firstborn daughter: me.  I miss him so much.  I wish he had lived to know Amelia, to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day with Adam, to watch me become a nurse, and to buy this beautiful house together with my husband.

I will share something I wrote six years ago at the one-year anniversary of his passing:

When we celebrated my Dad's 65th birthday last year, I didn't know it would be his last. Thinking about my Dad today and the good memories I have . . . like on his 40th birthday when his friends parachuted onto our property for the party . . . when we were kids taking naps on Sunday afternoons and we'd wake up to the sound of him flying his airplane over our house at close range . . . and the night he showed up after work with a real pony named Snip he'd bought for me--what little girl doesn't want her own pony? My Dad ran the friendliest store in town long before New Seasons made that their slogan. He knew how to run a successful grocery store.  My Dad didn't make it to 66, but he packed more into his life than most people, and I sure miss him.


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