It doesn't seem like it but my Dad has been gone 6 years this coming May. I think about him every single day. There are two times I think about the most. They aren't anything really special but for some reason I think back on it more than anything else. There's the time he took me and Sharon to see E.T The Movie and one night he made me dinner and we watched Star Wars with the little Ewoks.
Dad took Sharon and I to see E.T back in 1982. I don't remember a whole lot about the movie. I was only 9 but what I do remember vividly was when E.T. got sick. I cried so hard that I was sobbing and shaking. I mean gut wrenching sobs. Hey! I felt bad for the poor little dude. Anyway, I had people turning and staring at me I was crying so hard. I buried my head in his arm and then he put his arm around me and just held me and told me he was going to be okay.
My Dad owned a BBQ restaurant and Sharon and I would go up there with him and sit while he did paperwork. One night I went up with him and he'd been in his office a really long time. He finally came out and he made us hamburgers and we watched the Star Wars movie. It felt to me like a "father-daughter" moment to me.
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I loved your little stories. It's so funny how we can spend so much money on someting and the child ends up loving the box more. It's these small together moments we remember the best.
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