Monday, October 21, 2013

October 21

October 21st I get a call no one ever wants to receive. My sister tells me my Dad is gone.

Since October 21st, I keep coming back to this picture. It is my last one with him.

July 12th, my dad, responding to my recent comment that my parents always seem so busy when I visit, took my mom and me to one of his favorite places, a waterfall not far from their new dream home. Dad was so at peace there, said it felt heavenly. We talked about what a perfect camping initiation spot it could be for the girls, close enough to the house to come back if needed, but far enough away from it all. We wondered how many other places like it were waiting to be discovered nearby and how we might find them.

But we ran out of time. You left so quickly and so soon.

There are so many places left to explore together.

Recipes to cook.

Books to share.

Discussions to have.

Questions to ask.

Memories to create.

I miss you, Dad.


Taylor Huerta said...

Me too, sis.
That was the hardest phone call I ever have had to make.

But he worked so hard to give us that place... where peace and beauty is around every corner.
Lets explore together. We'll make memories in his honor.
I love you!


Angie said...

I am so sorry you lost your dad, Shannon. I just lost my dad too. It is a hurt like no other and leaves a giant hole that cannot be filled. I hope you are doing okay and are taking every chance to give and receive lots of love from your family.

Our love to you,

Angie (and Scott, who misses you so much!)