(Click on the words, not the audio track. I can’t get it to play otherwise.)
Some of you may believe Daddy had on a red Polo in his visit with Mac because it was Valentine’s Day. Makes sense.
What Mac doesn’t know is that, the day Daddy left, he was wearing a red Polo.
I report. You decide.
Oh my gosh. I was finally able to listen to this. It brought tears to my eyes. I had a visit from my daddy in my dreams after he died 25 years ago that was so special. It helped me realize he was still with me. He is always with me. In my heart. In my double chin like his. In my hair color I was so lucky to get from him. One of these days I will get to see him again, and on that day there will be no goodbyes. Just joy. Forever.