I have letters.
I have nine letters.
I have nine letters that my Dad, who I share about here, wrote to my Mom from July 7th, 1956 to August 2nd, 1956. They were getting married in August - Dad was living in Spencer, West Virginia at the time and Mom was living in Weston, West Virginia.
In these nine letters, Dad happily shared his plans for his bride-to-be ... where they were going to live, what furniture he had been collecting, and he also shared how much he loved my mother.
I have precious FEW things of my father's. I am so thankful that Mom let me have these nine letters.
And each and every time that I sit down and read them I cry like a baby.
I picture my Dad and think about happy he must have been then and how hopeful he was for his bride AND his life-to-be.
And then my memories of him come flooding in.
I can hear his voice, I can smell his smell, and I can feel him HERE.
I had my father for 24 years of my 50 year old life.
I miss him every single day.
And I know you understand.
Love,
Kim























































