[Rokinronda]

This is so hard. My 1st Fathers Day without my Dad. My parents divorced when I was 13, but Dad was always around. My mom and dad remained very good friends. Every Sunday, Dad would come and take us to the roller skating rink. After, we would have the best italian food at his Aunties home. I don't remember him ever being angry. He called me darlin'. Always, always smiling and always full of life. Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset, quickly go the years.......we danced together to that Fiddler on the Roof song at my wedding. The years did go so swiftly. He threatened Ed that he would break his knees if he ever hurt me in any way. (his italian roots showed often) Threats were never needed. Ed adored me and respected and loved my Dad. It has been 6 months of Sundays without hearing his voice, "Hi Darlin'!!!" How are you? How is Ed? And that gorgeous great granddaughter of mine?" How are you, Dad?? His answer, "don't worry about me, hon, I'm as strong as a bull!" He was! Dad visited The Villages and we danced at KB's for hours!! Dad was amazed and loved TV and was to visit again last Dec.. He passed away suddenly Nov. 14th. Thankfully, I was in RI in August and we embraced so lovingly before my departure. Not knowing it would be our last hug. I miss him immensely, but know I have a dancing, smiling, loving daddy angel watching over me. Smiling, telling me, don't worry darlin', I am always with you!! He is on my mind, and in my heart every moment. I miss him so much! Happy 1st Fathers Day in heaven, Dad! Dance with the angels knowing we will dance together again..............now I will try to stop sobbing! Mc, my dad was a Mc, I am a Mc, also. Dad was known as Johnny Mac. Thanks for this post!!!!