Sunday, June 15, 2008

Remembering My Dad

Today, just like every other day, I think of my wonderful father who passed away almost 3 years ago. He is dearly loved, dearly missed, and dearly remembered.

-There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. ~John Gregory Brown

2 comments:

Susan Moorhead said...

A lovely quote for your father.

Nan said...

I love the quote, and I think our daughter might feel this. Just today, she brought Tom some leftover Chinese food she knew he liked to his school. Precious.