I wish you could have been there for the sun & the rain & the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there. -Brian Andreas
Every year, on your birthday, I'm reminded of how young you were when you left us. How much time you still had left to live. How much you still had left to do. How many memories that you have missed out on making.
I still often think about the things you would have enjoyed. We are preparing to go camping in about a month with friends. I think about how much you would love to go with us. On the sound. At the beach. Sitting around the campfire. Fishing. Going out in the kayak. And of course, drinking.
And then there's the grandkids. The things you are missing with them. And the things that they are missing learning from you . And sharing with you.
Those things don't ever go away. Every year, I think of all the things you've missed. And it breaks my heart.
Something Jodi said recently, when we were talking about you. (And I thank God that I have her to talk to about you). We were talking about how much we missed you. I said (again) that it just wasn't fair, how much you would love your grandchildren and think they were the coolest. And she said "And O.M.G. Bella." And that broke my heart. Because you would really love her. You would get her. And she would think you were the coolest. And I would hope she would remind you of me when I was a little girl. And then Jodi said "But he knows. I knows he knows. I just wish he could respond and we could laugh." That's the thing. I just wish every once in a while, you could say something funny, like you always did, and we could laugh.
I just wish you could've been there.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.