Sundays...my favourite day of the week because I had the pleasure of picking you up, taking you to do your shopping and then having you at my house for the afternoon/evening. We ate lunch, talked, laughed, drank wine and then slept it all off! When it came time to leave, I would stand behind you, helping you with your jacket and coat and then stand in front of you to button you up. I would squeeze your cheeks as you had done when I was a girl. It was my great honour to have loved you Daddy and to love you still. You taught us what love is, what a Father's love is and what a Mother's love should be to her children. Thank you- for gracing our lives with your beautiful presence. I carry your heart; I carry it in my heart.