When days go wrong,
(as they sometimes do!)
And life is hard
(as it sometimes is!)
And the hurts in the hearts
of people I have chosen to love
Seem more unfair the longer I think about it
Then strangely, to my soul
Comes an ache, a longing, a homesickness.
I need to talk to my Dad.
I have a sweet Mama.
An understanding husband
Sympathetic daughters
Tender Sons.
Wonderful Siblings
Incredible friends.
But they aren’t Daddy.
(I wonder what he’d say to comfort me tonight.)
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Delaware Grammy 
I don’t know what to say … except that I understand. I really, really wanted to be able to talk to Mom today, too. I sat at her computer desk, struggling to pull together her newsletter and I had questions. The last time I did this, she was alive. Unable to really answer questions, but she was at least here. I don’t know why it makes a difference. Brianna and Briar are going to their Grandmom W’s again this weekend. They already spent a night there recently and Brianna wanted to know the other day if I thought God would let Grandma come back for this one weekend? Oh, if only!!! But how to say “good bye” again?? However in the world could we let her go again?? I could never, ever, ever put her back through that. But I miss her so badly … as I know you miss your Daddy. I understand that list up there …. I have people around to talk to, too …. but they aren’t Mom. No one will ever be able to take her place for me. Hang in there, lady.
Oh Mary Ann, I wish I could at least give you a hug and a shoulder to cry on. I am so very blessed to still have my dad.
hugs … maryann
Blessings to you, my friend. I, too, would hug you if I could. Accept this one long distance.