It breaks my heart to say 'would have been'
Papa is the man that called me his own and that is exactly what I was... His.
It's his birthday today and it always is a hard day for me. He is not here to tell "Happy Birthday" anymore.
I don't remember the last birthday that I saw him... The last years of his life I did not see him much.
Something I regret greatly and brings tears to my eyes thinking about right now....
He meant the world to me and I have so many fond memories of him as a kid.
My favorite was when my mom and I would ride the bus down to Orem on the weekends to go see him.
It was a blast!
He always gave me his queen size bed that I would share with Vern. (best dog in the world)
I don't remember the last time I told him I loved him or that I cared about him before he passed and that has eaten at me for years....
Shortly after he passed he came to me in a dream, which I believe was to put me at ease. He let me know that he knew I loved him.
I have cherished that dream ever since.....
Never take anyone for granted.
Spend as much time with those you love.
Tell them you love them as often as possible.
Hug them more every time you see them.
Laugh more with them.
Make memories....
Make sure you won't wonder if they knew how you felt about them if they died today.....
My heart aches still with that wonder.... Tears stream down my face as I write this.
Tonight, Sarah, her family and I will be going to the cemetery to wish Papa a Happy Birthday.
Watch for the balloons as they float to meet you in heaven.
I love you.
Until next time,
Hug those you love a little tighter
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| Vernon Judge Young aka sweetest, best, most protective dog EVER |
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| Waiting with Kim and Mike for their plane to go on their honey moon |
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| Fishing... The outdoors were his favorite |
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| Handsome |
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| Best Friends... Hopefully they are in heaven together |
And my most favorite of all....
Somewhere over the rainbow....
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