Tears arrived when I got sick last month, so a few weeks ago. The cough (that lingered forever) is long gone - the tears have lingered longer. I'm sad. But this is to be expected right? It still sucks to be sad.
I am jealous of Adrianne & Amber - friends in my ward. Amber's dad stained her kids playground last week. We went to play in Adrianne's backyard today and her awesome dad who is always there was (of course) there to babysit the baby while the big girls went swimming.
Sorrow is how I've chosen to describe the feeling I get when I think of everything in the future that I wish my dad could be a part of. I really miss my dad - I miss everything that he was and I have questions for him every day.
Comfort comes in many ways. It comes from countless friends and family who have given so much, shown so much love and who continue to check up on me. It comes every night when we read scriptures with Oliver - the verses have been speaking directly to me lately. But mostly it comes from Oliver, specifically when he tells me that Grandpa lives with Jesus and he's happy.
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Megan, this made me sad. But also made me grateful that you have such a darling boy and such a good attitude. You are a wonderful person. It's OK to be sad. And to miss your dad. And it's also OK to be comforted by your sweet sweet baby boy.
When are you going to come up? How's your next week?
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