When I was a very little girl (the only girl) we were sitting around my dad - I was on his lap - and he asked each of us what we wanted when he died. I don't remember what the boys said but I told him all I wanted was the buttons on his uniform. Funny how you remember those things.
He died several years ago and I still miss him every day.
I love your story - that's what Daddy's are made of.
He died several years ago and I still miss him every day.
I love your story - that's what Daddy's are made of.