Today is the last day of our mini vacation. I had a rough morning because I was freezing and I didn't have my love to snuggle up under and warm up. He would always make sure I was warm and comfy. I rembered the time we stayed at my moms an when he got up for work he noticed it was a little chilly so he took all the blankes he could find and put them on me so I would stay comfy. So this morning when I woke up I couldn't help but think about him. I left the hotel room to sit in the hall and cry to myself.
When everyone woke up we packed and checked out. We went to IHOP for breakfast. As we sat waiting my da asked what Emma was eating. She said," I'm gonna get what my daddy always gets, pankakes!" That girl sure loves her daddy and misses him just as much as I do. I couldn't help but talk about him a few times and Emma asked to sit in my lap. Emma then wanted to sit in my lap. I told her she never wants to sit in my lap and she said because she always sits in Daddy's lap. Then after eatin on our way back to the car Emma finds one of those flowers that you blow and make a wish on. Well she wished that her daddy would come back and be ok. She then told me that she knows her wish will never come true but it didn't hurt to try. It broke my heart and I told her he has never left us.
After breakfast my sister an I went to get our toes done for a little relaxation. It was nice yet, again I could think of nothing but Dink. I remembered his first and only time getting his toes done. It was on December 14th and it took me forever to convince him to come with me. He told me that he would come with me before our wedding and we would do it together. Then there it was years later, and I had to quilt him into it. We walked in and I needed my toes and nails done while he just needed his toes. He had to sit alone with his monstrous feet out in public. At one point I heard a drill turn on in that area. Turned out to be one for a ladies nailes but I jokingly told him it was some power tool they needed to use to cut his down. He hated his feet and often wore socks even in the pool. I would joke about his feet looking like he ran accorss a bed of broken glass and that his toe nails were bear claws.
When we walked in the ladies sat me to do my nails first so he sat alone. We text back and forth for most of the time and both enjoined ourselves. He joked about how one of his toe nailes stuck to thetechnician's sweater and how she was scrubbing his "manhood" away. After we were both done he was pleased with how his feet came out and said he needs to do that more often. He never did it again, I think he just said that for me.
He would do all sorts of thinks just to make me happy. He spoiled Emma and I to no end. I think I have only washed dishes twice in the last 9 years because I refused to do it. I never mowed the yard and I hardly ever washed clothes. He took care of everything. I feel bad for the next guy, if I ever decide to do this again, because he will have some BIG shoes to fill.
I have heard and have said that big things come in small packages and that is most definitely true in Dink's case. He was the smallest in his family yet he was the loudest, sweetest, most carrying out of all of them. He did whatever he could to make everyone, especially Emma and I happy!
Happy Memorial Day. I miss you Tyra Dinujuen Elzy and I will love you forever and a day!
