….with dad will be my fondest memories of him. He used to be able to take walks on his own. He couldn’t after the surgery. I had to go along with him. I couldn’t have known at that time what a huge blessing this would be. We would spend every afternoon together. We would walk to the golf course or to the end of the road near the storage facility. Funny, but we never talked about anything really important. We talked about the weather, the cars in the parking lot at the school, the weeds in the field, nothing really….
What we did do was share the moment and each other’s company. We found that that was the most precious thing….