was everything to them.

Is to hate the same people

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And the female/male mix was perfect? In a marriage that is. Sounds like your parents found that mix. What a great example to aspire to!!

It will take time to grieve and adjust. I enjoyed seeing the wedding pictures. They were a very handsome couple

downtown Ottawa through the trees of the cemetery.

I remember weddings in that era, so nostalgic.

in Nova Scotia is lovely.

My condolences on your father's death.

5 blocks away. I'm glad he had a great experience there. His private health care aide had him laughing the whole time.

My dad passed a year ago and I miss him but can mostly just think of the funny things he would say and knowing he had a very good life.

(before covid). Yesterday we went to the aviation museum at the old airbase he used to hang out at as a kid. I could remember a few of his stories about different planes. They had a Harvard plane there. My dad told me that at the start of WWII the isolationist in the US got laws passed that no planes were to be flown to Canada (which was at war in 1939). So Roosevelt had some ground paved across the Canadian border and they'd roll the Harvard planes to Canada and get around isolationist laws that way.

I am so sorry for the loss of your dad. It is so hard, I know.

his amazing caregiver would unleash. And he was lots of fun to tease. I'm glad he and they had fun.

they were movie-star gorgeous

my sympathy to you applegrove

she met my dad and it was marriage and 4 kids in 3 years.

Beautiful wedding photos!❤️

thank God for the memories.

Wishing you comfort in those good memories, applegrove.

My condolences.

makes it better. Time will help. You have to just assimilate those great things you remember into your life.

Thanks for posting.

my tween years and our great relationship then and settle there often. I wonder where I will land with Dad. He was always nurturing and supportive.

and supporting... But that it was a new relationship with your dad?

to them has changed one more time. (After death). It is my father's character to be nurturing and supportive. I'll get that through the memories: him constantly sending me newspaper articles to read when I lived away from my hometown, trying g to convince me when I was an angel in a school play when I was 5 or 6 that I had in fact flown around the stage and he mimicked flapping wings (i did not buy it but thought he was nice and fun), talking politics with me every dinner after I came home from college so I got some sturdy political sea legs (he came from a political family, we talk long after the wine glasses were empty and the table cleared of dishes), creating the summer Olympics at our cottage in 1976 where we kids jumped over a horizontally held broom handle and into the lake as the high jump, etc, teaching me how to change a tire including the part where you roll a big stone under your car near the flat in case your jack fails,
buying me a stuffed animal when he took me to what I think was the dentist, helping me clean out the larder in the cottage from top to bottom when my parents had given us adult kids the cottage to invite our friends up to because they wanted us to have fun, cooking dinner all the time when he was newly retired, making pound cakes for family and friends every Christmas, teasing my 97 year old grandmother, his mother-in-law, that she put a hex on his foot because he voted for the Conservatives a few times (she loved being gently teased and I don't know that she was someone who had been gently teased a lot in her life), supporting me in many ways when I was harrassed, he was constantly thinking of others etc.. He could be grumpy and sometimes said stupid things as most people do, but he was overwhelmingly thinking of others all the time. So I'm sure I'll land on a few more aspects of his personality but on the whole he was a pretty nice guy. It is nice that his death was not shocking and that he was 92. I tried to nurture him back. I find myself thinking of others these days. And that makes me think maybe my relationship to him has already changed as I mimic that love and support. It is time for me to nurture and support the great people in my life, to pass it on and to say "What would Dad do?".

On plane. Will later. Have a good holiday

our loved ones are gone - try to incorporate the good things about them in our everyday lives.

Rereading what you wrote makes me feel that you were very very lucky to have such clear memories the wonderful things your dad did. I think if I have any regret it would be that I didn't REALLY get to know my dad as well as you must have. Like there's a big swath of time when you're young and when they're still young that you just exist.

I think I teared up almost every night for the first year - looking up at the stars each night. And still have bitter hatred for trump for not warning everyone about Covid early on. But that is dissipating. When family got together over Thanksgiving it had turned into remembering the happy times and the funny things that happened or that he said or did.

I think it's human nature -- the evolution of grief. And everything is so raw to you right now. I wish you only the best.

all along. I'm so sorry for your loss. Talk to those who knew your dad and follow the stories you hear. I've pursued genealogy and discounted some family fables. Others look very plausible. I was lucky my dad told his stories his whole life I know. My mom, not so much. But she told my sister so I'm learning all the time things about Mom and she's been gone almost 8 years. Vibes to you on your shocking loss.