Father Of Mine Writing Prompt Hop #BehindTheBlogger

This was the hardest prompt for me to write so far, Not because I didn't know what to say, but rather because I had too much to say. I was very close to my father, and I saw him almost everyday. I was with him when he died, and I will never forget it. This picture is him and I on my wedding day. Dancing to Butterfly Kisses. To the right is my husband. My father had a stroke when I was in high school and became legally blind. I was the last child, out of four, living at home.  My husband went to school with me, where my father worked, and I often thought that I was lucky that he knew what my hubby looked like and who he was. Father Of Mine always had my back. From when I had to make a school diorama of Noah's Ark, winning a model building contest (the only girl and I beat the boys), running for office to house repairs. I remember him in things that I do every day, all day, and I wish he was still here. The day he died a part of me was lost. I will never be the same. Only memories are there now.  I want to see my father again, to talk to him, to hear his voice, just to ask him how to fix something.

 




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