Today is August 12, 2007. It is the 14th anniversary of the day I heard that my father had died. It is also the first year when I did not realize that it was the day until it was almost over, and then, only because I am sitting at a computer writing a blog and the date popped up on my screen when I posted it.
My dad had four children, three of us remain alive, two of us have children of our own, only one of these children was seen by my dad. For all of the differences we had and problems, i would like for one day for my son to be able to know my dad. If only for an hour or so.
My wife's father died almost two years ago. Gabriel only saw him a few times, but has memories of him. Thankfully, our mothers are still alive and he gets to see them once in a while. Though we live 3,000 miles from them both, they are active in his life and interested.