homeIf the Red Sox had gone on some undefeated streak since my dad passed away then I might have attributed that to him :) But, alas, that hasn't happened. Although they did win 2 out of the 3 from the Yankees recently, in NY, so maybe he's trying!
Yesterday was my birthday. I felt a certain emptiness throughout the day knowing that I wouldn't get any FB message nor phone call from my dad. That was hard. I was really missing a phone call from him.
I was out last night and the last song to come on the radio, which ended just as I pulled in to the garage, was "Dance With My Father" by Luther Vandross.
It wasn't previously a song that had any meaning for me, but I knew the song and thought it to be beautiful.
What's funny is I had been thinking about this song a few times lately and had meant to see if I could find it on YouTube so I could listen to it...just hadn't gotten around to it yet. I'd like to think the timing of it coming on the radio last night was just maybe my dad's way of letting me know he was thinking about me.
Then there was something else that happened today. The kids and I went to the library. Kayla pulled 3 books off the shelf to check out and one of them was called "Sweet, Sweet Memory" by Jacqueline Woodson.
Here is the description from the inside flap, "Now that Grandpa’s gone, Sarah tries to remember what he used to say about the garden. Like us, he would tell her, a part of it never dies. Everything and everyone goes on and on. But Sarah feels very sad, even though Grandma and all the relatives are with her, sharing stories and hugs. How can life go on without Grandpa?"
Coincidence? Or something else?
Needless to say we checked that book out.
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