Remembering My Dad
Today is my Dad’s birthday. I am often reminded of him in strange way. Our families were playing a game over the holiday weekend and one of the questions was, “What was your nickname when you were a kid?”
I hadn’t thought of this nickname in many years and the memory of it made me laugh. My father traveled internationally for his work. After he returned from a month long trip from Germany, he called me a word which meant little frankfurter. I wouldn’t be able to spell it correctly because I don’t know German and wasn’t able to find it online. The memory of the name made me laugh – not because the name was funny, but somehow there is always a reminder of him around important days.
Happy Birthday Dad.
Hugs,
marlene
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