Again this year I pulled out the hat boxes and rifled through dresses and skirts to find something to wear for my day at the track. This year it was Oaks Day for me and I was lucky enough to go with Mom (and of course, a couple of sisters and a brother). As you can see, she showed us all up with her amazing outfit and truly classic hat.
As I donned my hat for departure, something made me head back upstairs for one last accessory. A special bracelet made from the roses from Dad's funeral seemed a perfect addition for a day at the track—he enjoyed Derby time with us every year. I didn't get emotional when I put it on but at the first mention of his name I had to fight off the tears. He not only entered my mind all day but a few people I ran into talked about him and I found my self wiping away the tears over and over again.
It may take a few years for me to enjoy Derby festivities the way I have in years past (no comments from the peanut gallery on this one) but that's okay. One thing is for sure, it will never be the same without him. I miss you Dad.
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