My father passed away almost 10 years ago. As I reflect on my times with him, I have many thoughts, but I am most thankful for his love and how he would hold my hand as we would just talk and exchange thoughts and ideas. He knew how much it meant to me to have The Net Loft and what an expression it was of the illusive art and ideas that stirred within me. My father, James Biram, often said that we were a lot alike in many ways, and because of this, he encouraged me, in the midst of all the trials of life, to pursue this heartfelt dream, even though he knew that my passion sometimes overshadowed that which was realistic and sensible. In retrospect, I don't think it really would have become The Net Loft as it is today, if I had been overly realistic or sensible, and so for his encouragement and belief in me, I continue to be grateful.
He only knew the Net Loft in its’ true Net Loft years, and somehow wish he could see what the seeds of those days grew into.
Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers out there, past and present. I know a lot of me is entangled with who he was, and on this day, I am missing him greatly.
3 comments:
A hug to you, Dottie. I know 46 years after my dad's passing I still miss him and think about him often.
Thanks for your thoughts, sweet Alaska Moffitts :)
Aunt Dottie,
You don't know this, but Louisa May Alcott is my favorite author, and sailing is my unrealized passion. And I miss Pop-pop a lot too. Even though my dad was around the house longer, I feel like I really lost him when I turned 10 years old. Father's day makes me think of all those things we never experienced. I hear of the hard things you guys went through with Pop-pop and it makes me happy when I hear of the encouraging side of him. I love you. You are a great woman.
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