I think of you often...

When I see an old couple walking hand in hand not so much lovingly but taking good care of one another with love

I think of you often...

One day when I was eating at a buffet I studied a little old woman with her salt and pepper hair in a bun. She was dressed in a white shirt, white sweater and blue skirt. Her white socks rolled down neatly with brown penny loafers. This little woman made several slow trips to the buffet gathering just enough each time. She was as content as she ccould be. Her husband was probably already gone. This is her ritual I was watching. Her day out alone.

I think of you often...

When your first great-grand son took his first step, I remember, with tears in my eyes, you mentioning you couldn't wait to see him get to this particular milestone. But you couldn't 'cause you weren't here...Just missing it by months

I think of you often...

Your wife of forty-four years, my mother of forty-eight, now racing around after your granddaughter's three son eight, six and two. And me being upset because she won't be still.

I think of you often...

My mother keeps a hectic day of dropping the kids off to school and volunteering a couple of hours at the school. While still attending to her business and sometimes your granddaughter's too, she picks the great-grands up from school, dropping them off at home, starts their homework and waits for their mother to come home...

I think of you often

Who am I to say when too much is too much for her. As long as this activity keeps her active and happy at 73 years of age, why should I complain.

I think of you often

But when Mommy's day is done she comes home to an empty house and settles in for the evening what is she to do? You're not here for her to share her thoughts and time with.

I think of you often

When my life's drama overwhelms me from time to time one of my greatest moment is when I remember the last time you told me "I'm so very proud of you!"

I think of you often

When I used to quietly walk up the stairs and through the hall to the bedroom I'd see you sitting in your green chair in your bedroom. I'd just stand and watch you for a few silent moments. Then you would turn your head and look into my eyes. With a smile that said,

"My baby is here", you'd say "Hi sweetheart". And I'd smile back and say "Hi Daddy."

I think of you often with love.