So today was a rough day for me.  I found that today I just could not hold back my tears.  Then I was given the answer....... From my sister she says to me, "it has been 4 weeks today that Dad died and one week ago today that we buried him".  I hear the words and I know them to be our reality but it is still just so very hard to believe.

I miss you Dad and love you so very much!....x-o-x-o-x, Your Little Girl. ❤❤💔

So the day following Dad's services we decided since we were in Seattle to take Wednesday to take care of a little business and then enjoy happy hour with appetizers back at our hotel.

Thursday before we leave to go back home we would be tourists. The last time that my sister, Kermit and I were in Seattle together we were little. Our Dad had taken us up to Washington shortly after Mount St Helens erupted. We all remembered the time going up the Space Needle and in his honor and for some memory making for my niece and nephew who were on this trip with us; we were going to the top once again.

The weather was absolutely picture perfect. The view from the top of course was awesome (I have put some of our photos in the album if you wish to check them out).  After the Space Needle we took the monorail over to the center of town and walked over to The Public Market or Pikes Market. Saw where the fish mongers throw the fish, the gorgeous flower stands and the birthplace of Starbucks. A tradition everytime our Dad would visit was to have coffee at Starbucks, EVERY MORNING that he was with us....it was our tradition so being at the birthplace of Starbuck was very fitting. For the record.... I loved walking in a big city once again!!!.

Back on the monorail to where the Space Needle is since that is where we left the car. Had a little lunch, sat in the park and enjoyed the lovely weather and scenery. Gave some guy $20 so he would have a room for a night for him and his cat. Now for those of you with a comment on this, all I can say is we are our Mother's daughters and throughout the years both of our parents gave us great examples of giving. As we are done being tourists and with the day coming to a close Kermit took us to the station where we boarded our Greyhound bus to begin the journey home.  What a lovely day in Seattle,  it was truly a lovely way to end our time in Washington.

Today we continue our travels on the bus. It for the most part have been very interesting and an experience in itself!!!  You may read into that what you wish. My sister and I have continued our talks reminiscing about our Dad, our parents, different memories and how we go forward from here.

The consensus is that we both feel the same way....we both are still in disbelief that this is our reality....it just does not seem possible....we both feel lost..... but we are RHYS GIRLS and we will find our way.

Next stop...Los Angeles.

So when traveling with our Dad every time we got to this peak he would start counting and pretend to calculate in his head and he would turn to one of us and say..."there are 52 ostrich out there do you know how I know this?". We would always look puzzled and then look out the window questioning him and his response was always..."I counted their legs and divided by two" and then he would smile that smile of his.

Well Dad, in my head I heard your very words as we passed by the Ostrich Farm. I will forever miss you, I will forever love you and I am so very proud to be your daughter.

Picacho Peak...we are almost home.

The man is success who has lived life well, laughed often, and loved much;

who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of children;

who filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world
better than he found it,

who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty, or failed to express it;

who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had;

his memory is a benediction.

FROM 'SUCCESS' BY ROBERT Louis STEVENSON