The wild Easter Lillies are growing in my Daddy’s yard. My Daddy lived in the house he was born in, the house my granny lived in until she died and where I have wonderful childhood memories. Every year, around Easter, the wild Easter Lillies would fill the left side of my granny’s yard, I would pick them and of course she would put them in a vase on her table – proudly displayed. As I grew older and my daddy moved into that house, the Easter Lillies still bloomed and we would talk about when I was a little girl and would pick them for her.
The Easter Lillies are blooming and my Daddy is not here for me to reminiscence with. I drive by my Daddy’s every morning and every afternoon – I am sad today – because I miss my one and only Daddy. The Easter Lillies should bring me comfort – this is the first Easter without him – but they don’t. Hopefully in years to come they will bring comfort – but not this year. I am just very sad.
My Daddy planted some of the wild Easter Lillies by my granny’s grave. My Daddy is buried right beside her……the Easter Lillies are blooming there too.
I am sure I am feeling like my Daddy did when he saw the Easter Lillies blooming and he couldn’t talk with his momma – I am sure that is why he planted some by her so she could enjoy them still.
I love you Daddy and miss you more than words can say………..
Smiles through a lot of tears today,
Patsy