Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Once upon a blue day, re-visited
My baby boy Darrell is moving to Clayton this weekend. I will be at
work so I cannot help him. Eleven years ago, my Dad helped me move in
here and with painting & repairs.
He is thrilled
about a nicer place, but, I will miss him. Personal conversations are rare, his
life partner doesn't trust him talking privately with his dad much.
They (Darrell
& Heather) have lived next door for two years so they
could get a head start, and he has not yet worn out his welcome. This may all seem so
trivial compared to all that many of you have been through, but, I wish my boy the best.
There
are so many different emotions I cannot say. I will be praying for my
boys mental health and happiness, and Son, "I'll leave the light on for
ya".
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There are not words enough to convey the emotion we attach to our children, the love and care. The thousands upon thosands of words daddy poured out over the years on every scrap of paper becomes more understandable as the yrs pass. He struggled to communicate to all of us just how large his heart felt when he thought of us - of those he loved. There is no greater gift, in my view, than the lives we are blessed to bring into this world and guide as they embark on their life's journey. If we do it with love enough, as you surely have done, our children will always be with us ... no matter the physical miles that stretch between you. Clayton seems so far fm Leven's Addition, but it'll always on the way home for Darrell. In that, you are so very fortunate. Like your other two, and like mine, Darrell Barrell owns a bit of my heart as well.
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