Today marks 3 years since my Daddys passing.
Not a day goes by that I dont think of him, miss him…but that I also feel his presence still with me …esp when I am in the creeks he so loved.
When we lose those we love…it never really gets “better”…we just somehow learn to move forward and cherish the times that we shared…a balm to our broken hearts and the emptiness Left behind by their passing… in our world.
My days rambling The creeks with my daddy and the joy and experiences we shared, were oftén shared on here by me…and you all allowed me to ramble and share these times with you.
Daddy would laugh when he would bump into one of you Somewhere and you would say…hey…arent you pennys daddy:smiley:
He said I made him into a celebrity…and would laugh at that.
Thank you.
Thank you for All for the times you sat back…read my stories…looked at my pictures…and allowed me to share something… and more importantly…Someone…that made me so very happy.
I am truly Blessed.
Make sure you spend everyday to the fullest…look for the “little things” that may one day be the most important things to you…and always count each day as a Blessing with those you love.
“THE OYSTERMAN " ------------
In the creeks …the tide subsides, The marsh begins to pop…
The lonely bird stalks fish to eat…
and mullet land with " plops.”
A lone man eases up on the bank,
His basket and cull stick in hand…
he gathers up the oyster blades…
…delicacy to man.
Like others here before him…
he toils on oyster flats…
not a job for the weak…and hard upon ones back.
He gathers up the oysters…
and takes in the sights and sounds…
and thanks The Lord for his bounty…
upon these oyster grounds .
Love and miss you daddy.
penny bruns
miss'n fish'n
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