Remember that place we go to?
The one that reminds you of your childhood?
Was it a tradition your dad started?
Remember how I was so amazed?
How you taught me the art of feeding?
Does it still feel like a place with happy memories?
Do you miss him now that he is gone?
The man in your life that used to take you there?
Does that place still hold a warm feeling?
Why I wrote this:
My best friends dad passed away about 5 years ago, and I can only imagine the impact it must have had on him. You cant really do anything for them but just be there. He told me about this place in our hometown that his father took him to as a child. I just wanted him to still have fond memories of that place, so I insisted we go. He is a different person when we go there. Just for that, I’m happy.