Jan 8
I picked up my guitar this morning which I have not played in several months now. Although it sits next to my bed, I have not felt the (something, I can’t name) for some time to pick it up and play. When I did begin to play, my mind went to playing music with you, Mary.
When you were around four, I was living in Guelph in a bachelor’s pad. I showed you a picture during the last days you were with me before you transitioned from this life. We talked about it and the song I made up to sing to you while you were taking a bath and wanted me to sing a song to you. I would start out by singing, Mary, my special daughter. You would chime in with “What?” after I would sing Mary like I was calling you and you were answering me with what. We both thought that was very funny each time we did it and remembered it. It was a moment between Dad and Mary that I will always remember.
This is one of your TaDa poses that you became so famous for.
Love you forever to the moon and back!