My dad died when I was seven years old. I don't remember a ton of stuff about him. Most of my "memories" are borrowed from my older siblings. I know that he was a very good man. He was very kind and very giving of his time. He was also very funny. He had a very good sense of humor-- something he passed down to his children. (Dillinghams are friggin' hysterical!)
When I was at Ricks College I was in an English class where I had an assignment to write a couple of poems. I will be forever grateful for that assignment. Without it, I'm sure these memories would have been lost...
As the Sun peaks through my window,
I wake from another night's rest--
Anxious and excited.
It's Saturday-- the day Daddy is home.
I throw the covers from me,
Tip-toeing to his side, for morning has not yet come for him.
Quietly, gently, I slide in close to him.
He wakes, but is not upset.
Together we lay under the blanket of covers--
His warm hand resting on the small of my back.
While tapping his father-like finger to my nose,
He smiles at me and sings, Sarah. Sarah."
My Chocolate Thumb
Frustrated, upset-- I retire to sulk.
It doesn't matter where,
Just as long as my thumb is there.
Alone, I suck and I sulk.
A few moments pass, and like always, he comes.
What flavor is it this time?
I know-- it's rhubarb.
He can wait no longer for my reply.
Gently pulling the comforter from my mouth,
A smile replaces the sullen frown.
He leans down to taste my little thumb.
Chocolate! It tastes like chocolate!
As I forget my reason for anger,
Smile climbs into laughter--
Frustration molds into wonder.
One thing I've been thinking about the past couple of weeks is that although I don't remember much about my dad, I remember my feelings for him. I remember how much I loved him. I remember knowing that he loved me. I remember how very sad I was when he died. I remember clinging on to the promise (and I still do) that because he and my mom were sealed in the temple we were (and are) an eternal family. I can still feel him in my life and in the lives of my children. I can't wait to see him again!
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