If You Really Love Someone you Never “Get Over it. Or Move On.” Like some people tell you to do. I guess they expect you to forget even though a major portion of your life is now gone.  That’s like telling somebody who loses arms or legs that they should accept the fact that they are missing limbs. You may adjust but you will always remember what you once had.

Grief and sorrow last forever. That’s how I feel about my Dad. He was a Provider, Protector and someone I could rely on. I could go to my Dad for advice and comfort. Losing him was a support system now gone. No one and nothing can ever take his place. Every day reminds me that he is no longer here and I will never again hear his voice. An emptiness at those end of year holidays that everyone else celebrates but are no longer available for me.

It’s an ache and a pain that never goes away.  It’s a disconnect from the world as you once knew it because that world, that Happiness and that Joy will never return on this earth again.  However one day we will be reunited once more and things will be as they should be.

Edward Gordon Palmer ~~  February 11th 1930 to May 13th, 1995.

Mom & Dad

My Dad Edward G. Palmer

My Dad Edward G. Palmer

Me and Dad

Daddy Florida 1986

Our Florida vacation around 1986

Dad’s 1st car early 1950s. DeBorah Ann Palmer

The King had found his Queen and for 40 years they reigned together.