My Silly Life » dad

I’ve never been a big fan of Thanksgiving. Not because I’m not thankful for things, but, I think, because a friend of mine died the Monday before Thanksgiving when I was in high school…his ...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/11/thankful/

If I could bottle the smell of fresh sawdust, I would. Then I would pull it out everyday and take a small whiff. Especially when I needed a reminder: that I am loved that I have always been loved...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/08/sawdust/

Sunday evenings were my night to talk with Mom and Dad. Previously it was Fridays, and I think Mondays were a night for a while. But ever since I moved away, there has always been a night that we...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/05/pieces-of-dad-2/

You’ve been gone a month, and I want you to know how very much I miss you every day. I miss your voice. I miss our Sunday calls. I miss your annoying questions about Windows (I’m not sure how...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/04/dear-dad/

Anyone who knows me even a little bit knows that I love my Build a Bears, and that they travel with me. I take pictures of them in random places on my travels. I think all six of my Build-a-Bears...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/03/the-henrys/

Memories are starting to come through the fog, particularly when I started looking through my flickr stream. Last night I started realizing that everything I’ve done with Dad in the past couple...

http://www.airynothing.com/2011/03/pieces-of-dad-1/