Missing my dad

Today has been a horrible day. I've cried more today than I have in a long time about my dad. Atticus has been getting out of the yard and into traffic. Yesterday, we had 2 calls about him chasing cars and while I was trying to get him back, he ran INTO another. A $40,000 Lexus as the owner stopped to inform me as she is yelling about my dog running loose.

He really wants to be in the country where he can chase things --- and he should be. So I'm looking into giving him to someone and bawling the whole time because it's like a living part of my daddy I'm giving away. I know he will keep getting out though - he just runs through the electric fence so that he can run - and he will end up getting killed on our street. And that would be horrible.

Then my nephew wrote to me to tell me he graduated from college with a BS in religion and how he wished Pappaw could have been there. I know my dad would have been so proud of Jeremy.

To top off the day, my SIL brought me a batch of pictures and in it was one of us working together on a driveway about 20 years ago. And a bunch of him, happy and healthy and laughing and so alive. Oh, I miss him so much.