Happy birthday Pa!One hundred years ago. today.
a brick-layer by trade.
a hard worker
my direct connection to Cornwall.
He taught me about books and how you could travel the world from an armchair. He gave me my love of chooks. he loved his poached eggs each morning and cherished his cup of tea.. he loved opera
But best of all, he gave me my love for old things… from when I was a little girl he would take me to auction houses and sit me atop of boxes of sundries while he frantically bid for items he wanted… until I reached an age that I could bid for myself…
I was the apple of his eye and I miss him dearly… he wanted me to be a singer.. opera no less.. but life had other plans. I have so many things I want to talk to him about… do you think that he is still around me... even though he has been gone for over 20yrs? yesterday, I asked for a sign, that he was still around me ~ this morning on a whim.. I visited a blog and found a post that i had missed previously and there was my sign.. a cup of tea..
8 comments:
You do such a nice job of honoring your past relatives. I'm sure they're all still around you, watching over you, and loving you. I like the "cup of tea" post. Tea can be such a ritual for many people. I bet the next time you have a cup of tea you'll be joined by some of your loved ones.
How wonderful to have received that sign!
A beautiful post in honour of your Pa and I think the sign you received was letting you know his essence is never far away.
Happy birthday to your Pa! :)
I believe that those we have loved and who loved us are never too far. We only have to look..
You can tell he was British if he was partial to his cuppa!
Oh, that was so beautiful. Pour a cup of tea, sit down and have a chat with him. Sometimes I fill a thermos with iced tea, bake some muffins, go the cemetery and just chat with my mom. Then I pour half of the tea on her grave. It must that English blood!
lovely and touching post. Happy birthday to your Pa and all the Pa
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