When I got home the other day, it was so hard being around pictures of my dad and seeing all the furniture that he made for me. I had so many ideas for more things I wanted him to make me. I see the light fixture we were going to install on my back porch. The leaky faucet I wanted him to watch me change the washer to make sure I do it right.
I wonder if I was a good daughter, whether I spent enough time with him, whether he knew how much I love him. I didn't get to have a 'death bed conversation' as it were. My brother and mom did in the hospital when my dad was more alert. I wonder if I had that, would I feel less guilty. I wish we knew before it was too late how sick he was so maybe we could have got him different medical care. I know you can't do the what ifs, but boy am I.
I can't stop picturing him in the casket. I can't stop crying. I hope my mom is doing ok. She is keeping busy and says she has her moments. It's been a little over a week since he passed away. I wish I had more time.
Isn't that what we all want and figure out when it's too late?
When I got home, I had gotten my Spring Barielle collection. I thought I'd play with those colors first.
Here is your silly bottle shot.
This is Barielle Heaven Sent, Gray Sky and Under The Sea. These lean more teal IRL.
I started with a full mani with Gray Sky. It's a gorgeous pearly shimmer.
Next I simply did a tape mani.
I can't wait to play with the rest of the set!
Until next time people. Any thoughts out there?