I've moved this post over from my old blog, I posted this last year on Father's Day:
I have attempted to ignore Father's Day but I know I can't. This is the first Father's Day without my dad. I couldn't even pick out a Father's Day card for Josh this year because I knew I'd see ones that I would have bought for my dad. I don't think Josh minds, or he's kind of forgotten all about it!
I remember our last Father's Day together. He had to work on the actual day but he was off the Friday before. I left work early, picked up Annika from daycare and we went on our first outing together, just the three of us.
First we went to Sam Ash because dad always loved going there. We played around with the guitars and drums and Annika had a ball listening to all the music. When she would hear someone else playing she'd try to get away from me to look in the direction it was coming from.
The we ate at The Old Salty Dog restaurant on Longboat Key. I totally got my love of seafood from my dad. We shared a dozen raw oysters and we both had sandwiches. I gave Annika a taste of her first french fry and she spit it out. It was also Annika's first time sitting in a highchair like a big girl! We sat on the water and watched a big group of mini sailboats go by.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss him. I miss his long drawn out conversations on the phone. I miss hearing him play the guitar. I even miss him driving me crazy asking to borrow money or complaining about mom. I just miss him.
And I really miss how he's missing her grow up: