Usually depresses me. I miss my dad, I know it's been 13 years since he passed, but I still miss him like it was yesterday. There are times where I forget what he looks like till I see a picture of him. And I hardly remember what his voice sounded like. Like me he wasn't one for a camera or video. So video of him talking is far and few between and about as rare as finding the last surviving Dodo bird.
Today was the day my mother and I went to the National Memorial Cemetery here in Phoenix (It's where the current military and vets get buried here in Phoenix) Every year before Xmas we head out there to decorate his grave....and every year it's just as hard as the first without him.
Figured I would keep this short today, and not make other depressed lol. Just thought I would share how we decorated for him. We dug a bit at the top in order to put the tree in so it wouldn't fall over or anything. And yes the headstone is wet, I use a brush and then pour water over it to get it clean. This is a desert after all.
Merry Christmas dad, I miss you.