Showing posts with label blaine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blaine. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Remembering my Daddy-O

Always a ready smile...
I would call him Daddy-O and he would call me back Suzy-O.
It was a sweet game we played.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Remembering Dad Tonight

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It has been two years since Dad passed away. I am remembering how happy he always seemed to see his kids when he came home from work at night. He was a fun Daddy-O.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

The View Dad Had Everytime He Ate: Reggie

My favorite Blaine-o-ism was every time his dog Reggie came in he held his hands out and said "Reggie, love of my life" or "Reggie, where have you been all my life?" --Trisha

Trisha: My Inheritance

Some People Inherit ... tangible items when their parent dies, I have inherited something more lasting and valuable than money or things.

My Dad felt so strongly about things, and was so honest about how he felt and those qualities I carry with me.

The best thing about my Dad is how he made me feel every day as his daughter. He made me feel loved, protected, valued. He made me feel smart, pertinent, welcome and treasured.

He made me feel these things every single time I saw him or talked to him. What an amazing thing to give your child.

I have thought a lot about this gift he gave me and I have spent the last year trying to pass it on to Lily. It has taken some practice but is is fun and reaffirming to greet your family each time you see them with all the love and admiration that sometimes gets left unspoken.

I had an amazing adult relationship with Dad and now that Lily is 18 and off into the Adult world, I hope to build that same relationship with her. I told her as she graduated this year that our journey was not over just changing and we would always be just as close as ever just like me and my Dad.

Thanks Dad,
love you - Trisha

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Remembering Dad's Smile and Dimples! - Father's Day 2008

.... and his mud spattered clothes after work. Love you Daddy-O...