Monday, October 17, 2011

I Went to The Woods Today Dad!

 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
     How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
     The world can never fill.

                       William Cowper


 I went to the woods today Dad, I was thinking of you.
I was remembering how your eyes would light up, and twinkle when you spoke of your time in the bush.
 The stories of your escapades in the northern wilderness, while trying to provide for your family.
 The excitement you showed when you saw us, as you came through the door after weeks of being away. You always made this small girl smile. I will never forget the big hug, and how you held me so tight.
 The tales of moose, deer, bear and other creatures I had never seen. Your words placing pictures in my mind so vivid I could see myself sitting beside you on a rock holding your hand watching the parade of animals walking by. We were both smiling.
 The tales of being so lost in the bush that you thought you would never find your way back to us. That story still makes the little girl in me shiver. The thought of never seeing you again so hard to imagine back then, it made me very frightened. I always missed you so much.
 How ironic you left us at the same time you would have left us then, to go on that great adventure with your friend Norm. I know you told us that was when you would be going but I secretly wished it would not happen.
 Sometimes I still imagine you walking through the door with your bag full of wild apples, and a big smile on your face, the smell of the bush lingering on your clothes. The big hug, and the stories you would tell.
 I went to the woods today Dad, I was thinking of you.

 I miss you Dad. Love Buttons.

Later

23 comments:

  1. When we were in Brown County a couple of weeks ago, hiking, I told my husband I cannot imagine coming upon a bear, or wolves, or coyotes. Your Dad was a brave man.

    Cindy Bee

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  2. What a beautiful tribute to your father. He sounds very special.

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  3. He lives on in your memory. How wonderful to have such a great dad.

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  4. wonderful memories, those day's are slipping by, story's like these are becoming far and few between. Thanks for sharing.

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  5. It Sounds as though you Dad lived life to its fullest. Such memories.:)

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  6. This is a beautiful tribute filled with so much love!

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  7. A wonderful and heartfelt post dear Buttons.

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  8. What a lovely tribute to your dad. Fair brought a lump to my throat.

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  9. This is a beautiful tribute to your dad. It's obvious he left a legacy of appreciation to his woodsy girl.

    Blessings, Debbie

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  10. Having a dad who shared the love of the outdoors is a blessing. No wonder you miss him.

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  11. You are so lucky to have such memories, Buttons. Hold on to them and know that your dad still lives in your heart.

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  12. Your Dad never left..he lives in your memories and in your heart. In spirit, you feel his love. And I am sure he is 'very proud' of his little girl...

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  13. This is a beautiful, heart wrenching post.

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  14. You must have loved him very much and had a wonderful relationship with him. Isn't it great to have such precious memories? Hugs Maa

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  15. A great tribute to your Dad. I know how it feels to miss one's dad, Mine departed this past March. I miss him so. But like you, I have many good memories that will always live on.

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  16. What a sweet post I'm sure he is looking down with a big smile...

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  17. Love that the woods remind you of your dad. I bet it was hard to write this without crying. It was hard to read it with a dry eye.

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  18. Hauntingly beautiful memories of a much-loved and greatly missed Father!

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  19. I like the Hereford standing there...

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