manuman

Big, I lost my Dad this past year, 5 days before bowseason. It would have been hard anytime, but he and Ihad satrted going on some trips together, although he never really was a hunter. I invite dhim to have something to give to him, and he went along to be with me. I bought hum camo, a rifle,etc., and we went on occasion. I carry a heavyburden with me to teh woods now, and don't mind saying that I shed more than a few tears in mytreestand at times. A friend of mine lost his dad seveal years ago, and he told me that the ache never oes away. I find that to be comforting, because it isn't an overcoming grief o fhopelessnes, but, as you have said, of missing him, and with teh knowledeg that he and i will be able to share time againone day, without his pain, limitations or sufferings. I, too miss my Daddy I never stopped calling him that--and never will . My prayers are with you and your family as you come to terms with your loss.