Tuesday, June 4, 2013


Three years ago today, my Dad was praying the morning Rosary with Mom when he drew his last breath.  Some days it seems as if he has been gone longer than just a few short years.  I still think about him every, single day.

Monkey's mom, Milly, passed away just 18 days after Dad.  On our way home from planning Milly's funeral, I was looking out the car window and I saw my Dad.  At first I thought I was losing my mind because of the grief I was experiencing.  But I saw him sitting in his Ford pick-up in front of City Hall, wearing his favorite shirt - his red, Knights of Columbus polo.  I didn't share what I had seen with anyone.  Later that night, Monkey said, "I know this may sound crazy, but I swore I saw your Dad today when we drove through town."   

In my Dad's "retirement", he mowed lawns for local rental properties.  Last summer, a friend of my parents shared with me that she had been thinking of my Dad lately.  She thought she saw him on a riding mower in front of an apartment building in town.

Were these "sightings" real?  I don't know if they were true or not, but they're real to me.  I believe that my Dad is in Heaven.  I also believe that God uses signs to show His infinite love and mercy to us all the time.  So for me, seeing my Dad was possibly a way of God letting me know that Dad was o.k. and that I would be o.k. too.

Happy Heavenly Birthday Dad!  I love and miss you!


  1. Whoooah! I can totally relate! My dad has been turning up in places too!!! XO