please dial *88. One of those moments. I listened to the three messages...and the ONEsaved message on my cell phone. I KNEW it was there...I save it every time I listen to it...My DAD. He was calling on his and Bonnie's way home from an appointment so I could meet them at the house. I had just never listened to the options before...if I dialed 88...could I really return that call? Could I really talk to Dad? I wish it worked... there is still so much I have to chat with him about...so much to tell him. Instead, I saved it..."your call will be saved for 21 days".
I did this today:
Thank you cards to people that were there for me when Dad died...oh not everyone...I couldn't write to everyone...there were so many simple ways people were there for me...so many moments that come back at quiet times. Plus I have people who read my blog, that Idon't even know who sent me prayers and hopes. To everyone I say thank you...I am so very blessed. I feel relief that I have these done...although I have two more to write, that will take me a bit longer...I am thankful to Bonnie for staying on my butt till they were done! They go out in the mail tomorrow BOBO. So with relief...and a sad heart...
Goodnight
Gratefully,
Denise
