So it's Shabbat and that's one of the wonderful times to look at old photos in the albums and boxes.
Yes, this was before digital photography!
I came across this art that my daughters had given to my father and mother when they were still alive--I think it was plastered on their refrigerator for a while.
This photo seemed to bridge the past, present, and future for me.
My parents are gone now to Hashem--already 2 and 3 years--and I still can't believe it.
At the annual Mother's Day and Father's Day--it's just another time of year to remember how much I miss them all year long.
For me now, it is also a chance to be grateful for my lovely children that G-d has so gracefully blessed me and Dossy with.
Smiles, hugs and kisses, love and caring for one another--this is what life is all about.
Father's Day to me is not about the gratefulness of my children to me, but rather of me to Hashem and them to be blessed to be a dad and have the chance to give back to such lovely children--to the next generation that greatly supersedes me and mine!
So I'm crunched in the middle in time between wonderful parents and beautiful children and as my dad would joke, it skipped a generation (hopefully, not really). ;-)
(Source Photo: My Girls)