Just back in after probably the last of dad's retirement celebrations. Food was good, entertainment was mediocre, and it was all so hot and clammy.... but perfect for my dad. I loved seeing him the guest of honour, people love my dad, and I don't blame them. It might sound funny, employees cheering on him and calling him 'sunshine', but really he probably has been that to them. Sometimes I'm one bit jealous, I'm his girl and nobody is about to take my place thanks. So this I suppose makes my man old now, but he's not old, he's like I have always known him, always so young hearted, can take a joke and smiles a lot. I love him to bits, not that I have ever made him very happy I suppose. Ok I suppose he was happy when I was born, but not much after that.
I keep thinking of the dynamics of life which are constantly changing. My dad's retiring, that makes me an adult now, something which I am not ready to be. I need shelter now more than anything else. A place to be, to just be, where one can rest. Good luck dad, I wish to be more like you, but I am me so I am different. Still love you a lot.
AnnMarie
I keep thinking of the dynamics of life which are constantly changing. My dad's retiring, that makes me an adult now, something which I am not ready to be. I need shelter now more than anything else. A place to be, to just be, where one can rest. Good luck dad, I wish to be more like you, but I am me so I am different. Still love you a lot.
AnnMarie
