Do you ever find that when you try to remember something that has happened in your life, it either doesn't come or it comes out completely different than what actually happened? I was reading my Dad's blog today, and he has posted an event that happened when I was about 4 years old. It was relatively traumatic, at the time, so I suppose that my have colored my memory of it. I do remember some salient points of it, such as going to get him, and the moments just before-hand, when we(my friend and I) were building mud pies on the canal bank. But my memory in between is foggy. What I do know is this; If it weren't for my Dad, she would have died. Sorry, Yellow Onions got to me... LOL.
Love you, Daddy. Thanks you for always being there when you were really needed.
:)
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome hon, that's the point of being a parent I guess :)
Love you too