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May. 29th, 2005
I was driving home from spending the afternoon with the girls and got to thinking of all that I needed to do.
I should get up early tomorrow, even though it's a holiday and go see my dad before I have to be home for a 1pm thing I said I'd be around for.
This got me to thinking about my father. Truth be told I really hated the bastard when he was alive. All I ever wanted from him was a bit of praise and a kind word occasionally in regards to something I did right. Let me tell you, it very rarely happened.
But still... he had been my dad and I do visit his grave from time to time and think about what I missed out growing up. And he was a veteran and tomorrow is Memorial Day and I want to make sure the cemetary puts a flag on his plot.
Anyway, just as I'm reaching the intersection to turn into the housing community where I live the following song comes on and I end up sitting in my driveway bawling.
( 'Arlington' by Trace Atkins )
excuse me while I go cry some more.
I should get up early tomorrow, even though it's a holiday and go see my dad before I have to be home for a 1pm thing I said I'd be around for.
This got me to thinking about my father. Truth be told I really hated the bastard when he was alive. All I ever wanted from him was a bit of praise and a kind word occasionally in regards to something I did right. Let me tell you, it very rarely happened.
But still... he had been my dad and I do visit his grave from time to time and think about what I missed out growing up. And he was a veteran and tomorrow is Memorial Day and I want to make sure the cemetary puts a flag on his plot.
Anyway, just as I'm reaching the intersection to turn into the housing community where I live the following song comes on and I end up sitting in my driveway bawling.
( 'Arlington' by Trace Atkins )
excuse me while I go cry some more.
