Day 19

Thinking of all the sweet memories I have and there are so many, becoming a mother, each time I was blessed to have another child, moments with my loved ones who are no longer here, quiet times on the couch with my children, seeing a shooting star, trips and vacations with my family, there are so many sweet memories I could write about but I will pick one I had with my father, who is and always will be a great man.

We used to go to the reservoir a lot, to fish, to hike, to pick up rocks, and sometimes just to talk.  One night he woke me up I was still small maybe six or seven and he told me he had a surprise, the surprise was gathering worms at Urban Park in the dark with a flashlight, so we could go fishing, just the two of us.  It was so nice, I remember the moon was so pretty, and we just sat there fishing, we did not catch anything that night, which was strange, my dad always catches something, we just talked about the new school year, my friends, his dreams and hopes for me at that time and just had a great time.  I will never forget it, I hope he remembers it too!