It's after 3 in the morning and my heart is heavy. Swollen with sorrow. And all I can think about is you and mom dad. Never thought the day would come when I would have to continue on with my life without you. Sometimes I sit in your car, close my eyes, and imagine you sitting next to me...talking...wispering in my ear: "son, it's just a test." and so it is, dad. So it is. Sometimes I wake up in the morning hoping I'll see you. But I don't. I look out the window from the place I now call home and wish with all my heart you knew were I was; that I'm ok and tell you all the things that has happen to me since you've been gone. So I look forward, truely look forward to the day when we're together again and I can tell you about all the things I felt, endured and accomplished since we've be separated. For our seperation is only for a moment. And for the moment, I live for you dad. I live for you. See you soon. See you real soon Dadn.
From little Tim to Big Tim
We shall do it again
And God's will be done
We shall never be seperated again
I can truly say Mr. Daley was an awesome and kind-hearted man. I can't help but remember always coming to C.B.C Sunday service, looking up & seeing you in the Balcony waving at me. You are truly missed....
