Visiting Dad.

.....and Cleo.  She actually likes me.  Take that back.  She tolerates me.  At least she comes out from hiding and lets me brush and pet her.  That's big!  

A few weeks ago I was able to take a quick trip down to visit my Dad, Sister and her family.  It's emotional to walk into my parents house and not have my Mom screaming hello. As difficult as it is, its very comforting to be there.  She is everywhere in the house still.  I love to visit with my Dad.  This last visit we got to go over family history.  Fun stuff.

The craft room is still the same.  Love it.  I totally take after Mom when in comes to this kind of stuff.  

I walked around the house and snapped a few pics.  I want the kids and one day my grand kids to see what their house was like.   I love these photo's of Mom and Dad.

The view outside my Dads front window.  They change colour by the minute as the sun sets.  Stunning.

Dad, Jana and I went and spent some time up at Moms grave.

Two years she's been gone.  I still have those moments when I go to pick up the phone to tell her something and then catch myself.  Or when I think something is really neat and want her to see it.  I have so much of her in me.  Just so thankful that I still have my Dad.  Thanks for the laughs Jana.  Not the dry heaving.  Didn't like that!  You have amazing kids.  So fun to spend time with them!