Sunday, December 28, 2014
Sarasota Sailing Squadron
Last weekend my husband and I drove over to the Sarasota Sailing Squadron and here are a few pics that I was able to capture from that day. Hope you enjoy!
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Another Photography Date Day in the books
My hubby and I went out yesterday on another Photography Date Day and are very pleased with the results. I hope you all are as well.
My Dad, Tato
Today marks the 18th anniversary of my father's untimely death. He was only 40 years old at the time and was the victim of a violent crime... He is missed by so many but no one misses him as much as his children do. The void his departure left will never, ever be filled. We were cheated out of so many things with him... So many experiences that were wiped away, right from under our feet, when he was taken.
I know in my heart that, had he been here today, he would be so very proud of each of us! Although we were forced to grow up without a father in the home, all of us have turned out to be pretty good individuals. I know he would have a smile on his face right now to know that his sons have turned out to be awesome men! That his daughters are both independent women who have made a pretty good career for themselves and have good heads on their shoulders. I know that!!!! Yet... I hurt... I weep for him... I yearn for another hug, another kiss, another chance at feeling his presence and hearing his voice. I am reaching the age he was when he passed away and hurt for him! I've got so much life ahead of me. So much to do! I can't help but ask the following questions: did he get enough time to reach his goals? Did he feel accomplished? But most importantly, did I show him how much I loved him? Did he know that his daughter looked at him as a role model? Did he know how much he meant to me?
I wish I would have had more time with him. More time to show him that I had what it takes to make it in this world... More time to talk to him on the days that I didn't feel like I would make it. But, that is not my story... My Dad was abruptly taken from me and I've had to brave the world without him. That's exactly why I'm so thankful for my Mother! She overcompensated and taught me to be a go-getter! She taught me that if you want something bad enough and are willing to sacrifice for it, you will accomplish any goal you set for yourself. I will miss my Dad until my last breath but, as a believer, I lean on Him to get me through on tough days like today. I trust in His plan and somehow it gives me solace.
I know in my heart that, had he been here today, he would be so very proud of each of us! Although we were forced to grow up without a father in the home, all of us have turned out to be pretty good individuals. I know he would have a smile on his face right now to know that his sons have turned out to be awesome men! That his daughters are both independent women who have made a pretty good career for themselves and have good heads on their shoulders. I know that!!!! Yet... I hurt... I weep for him... I yearn for another hug, another kiss, another chance at feeling his presence and hearing his voice. I am reaching the age he was when he passed away and hurt for him! I've got so much life ahead of me. So much to do! I can't help but ask the following questions: did he get enough time to reach his goals? Did he feel accomplished? But most importantly, did I show him how much I loved him? Did he know that his daughter looked at him as a role model? Did he know how much he meant to me?
I wish I would have had more time with him. More time to show him that I had what it takes to make it in this world... More time to talk to him on the days that I didn't feel like I would make it. But, that is not my story... My Dad was abruptly taken from me and I've had to brave the world without him. That's exactly why I'm so thankful for my Mother! She overcompensated and taught me to be a go-getter! She taught me that if you want something bad enough and are willing to sacrifice for it, you will accomplish any goal you set for yourself. I will miss my Dad until my last breath but, as a believer, I lean on Him to get me through on tough days like today. I trust in His plan and somehow it gives me solace.
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