|My beautiful Ladybug from my dear friend Alex.|
I am quite the Ladybird (Ladybug to Americans) collector. My husband has spoiled me the most by creating a vast collection over the years. Whenever I see a Ladybird I always think of my Father. As many of you know that follow my blog, this is a horrible time of the year for me and I spend the December days with the what ifs flowing through my head. 31st December will be 12 years since my Father was murdered. I wonder if the people who chose to take his life ever think of him on this day?
My father wasn't perfect by any means, but he was that person you wanted on your team. He was the first to volunteer to help and never complained when people took advantage of him, I bitched, but he would just smile and remind us all what the purpose was.
My very first car my father bought me was a Volkswagon Citi Golf. The original colors were Red, Yellow and Blue. I got the very first pink one. I loved that car until I got a phone call from my father one morning saying "So you were at the Hard Rock Cafe until 2am yesterday." Everyone knew who the car belonged to and reports were fed back to my parents on my whereabouts. My father was smart.
|I loved this car.|
|My Father and I cooking at one of our many sleepovers.|
My biggest regret is 12 years ago on Christmas I wanted to call my father and my ex-husband refused to let me call saying I could call on New Years. Costs to call South Africa back then were high. I didn't argue and New Years Eve my father was kidnapped. I have an immense amount of guilt that I didn't stand up to my ex-husband and tell him that I was going to call. The lesson I learned is to never let a day go by without telling those close to you how much they mean to you.
While my heart aches at no longer being able to hear my father's voice, hear his laugh or see his beautiful hands, my heart rejoices that for 35 years I was lucky to have this amazing man in my life and who I had the privilege of calling Daddy.
Good post. This is a good reminder of how precious people are and how your time with is infinitely valuable.ReplyDelete
Thank you Laoch xoxDelete
May your memories bring you comfort at this time of year. Best wishes for 2014 and all it has to offer.... CxDelete
Thanks Liddie we are haveing prawns today in memory of our beautiful Father. Really wish you were here. Lots of loveReplyDelete
This is why I love reading blogs. I am constantly amazed and humbled by other peoples' experiences. I agree with you - say what you mean, mean what you say, and say it today.ReplyDelete
May 2014 bring you many blessings x.
Thank you so much for commenting Lesley. May 2014 be a year of blessings.Delete
This is beautiful and you were adorable! (I've tried and tried to come up with a lady bird/lady bug design, but have had no success! Maybe someday inspiration will strike! Hope you're feeling a lot better.ReplyDelete