Hope all the Father’s had a great Father’s Day.
Tomorrow morning I go to my first ptsd Coping class. I am excited but a little scared as Terry was the only one who really understood me. He was the first one to realize the truth about me and tell me I had PTSD.
Eagles-One of these nights.
Just thinking of Summer on Cape Cod. It is starting to get really hot here. 109/110 today. I miss the New England coast. Maine is nice too.
On facebook one of my friends posted a nice saling picture. It reminded me of my dad as he was a great sailor. Growing up in Boston he learned to sail. I saved it to my pictures on my computer.
Happy Father’s day Daddy. I love you and miss you. I hope to be back n Boston to put flowers on the graves. I haven’t been back in so long, I really need to put flowers on the grave. The saddest graves are when no one visits them.
You will never walk Alone- Frank Sinatra
I always feel my daddy is with me. More so in the last gew months. I know in my spirit he is proud of me for what I am doing and is praying for me from heaven that I will do what I have to do. Duty first, duty second, and duty third.
The Impossible Dream- Jack Jones
I know I played it yesterday, but it reminds me of my dad, and it fills me with courage to face and do what I know in my heart I must do.
Daddy, I am glad you were my dad. I sure miss talking to you and your steady hand guiding me.
Still have the Celtic heart.
Love and Blessings to all