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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Two years ago, my dad passed away in a tragic car accident with a semi truck. Growing up, my dad and I never had the perfect relationship. But about six months before he died, we were becoming closer and forgiving each other for past mistakes. I miss my dad very much and wish that we would have had more time to make up for all the time lost. I’m writing this blog to remember my dad and share with you who might be going through the same thing. I still miss him every day, and think about him all the time. I think this will be a good way for me to let out how I am feeling, and hopefully it will encourage you to do the same.</description><title>Remember Forever..</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @megmcmahon)</generator><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"In this month of thanksgiving, we can be thankful for the trials of the past, the blessings of the..."</title><description>“In this month of thanksgiving, we can be thankful for the trials of the past, the blessings of the present, and be heartily ready at the same time to embrace with joy any troubles the future may bring.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Dorothy Day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Healing After Loss: Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief by Martha Whitmore Hickman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1476620972</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1476620972</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 23:55:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Daughter Needs A Dad...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to be the safe spot she can always turn to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to show her how it feels to be loved unselfishly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to be the standard against she will judge all men.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will influence her life even when he isn&amp;#8217;t with her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to teach her that she is equal to her husband.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448709492</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448709492</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2010 17:27:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb6bemxPZ31qe60n7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448689010</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448689010</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2010 17:23:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>October 31</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Happy Halloween everyone! This holiday was always fun for me and my dad when I was younger. He would always dress up and wear funny costumes that made me laugh. All of us as a family would carve pumpkins together on the kitchen floor. My dad always helped me get all the gunk out of the middle..i remember I hated that part..haha! I always carved a happy or funny face in mine and he always carved a scary and haunted face. Every Halloween I think about those times and sometimes, I wish I could still carve a pumpkin with him even though I&amp;#8217;m older now. :) I drew a face on a mini pumpkin in my room and it made me smile, thinking about my dad. I hope everyone has a great Halloween!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448685312</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1448685312</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2010 17:22:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>October 27 </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been doing pretty good lately! I&amp;#8217;ve been thinking about more good times and memories my dad and I shared, which are bringing some tears, but mostly tears of joy and happiness. I remember a specific memory with my dad when I was younger and dancing with him on top of his feet in our living room to the band, &amp;#8221;Hootie and the Blowfish.&amp;#8221; He was singing to me so loudly and funny and I remember I couldn&amp;#8217;t stop smiling and laughing. He would pick me up and throw me in the air during the song, and I would scream and laugh, loving every minute of it. I&amp;#8217;m getting teary eyed and smiling right now as I&amp;#8217;m writing this too.. I remember watching the movie &amp;#8220;Rookie of the Year&amp;#8221; with my brothers and dad every single time we went to see him on his weekends with us. All of us knew every line in the movie and could quote it regularly. It was so much fun! We had such a good time and is a great memory I have with my dad. Whenever I see the movie today, I still think of him and wish he was here to watch it with me and quote it back and forth. I love you dad and miss you everyday!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1415282698</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1415282698</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 10:14:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Daughter Needs A Dad...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to protect her from scary nighttime creatures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to answer the questions that keep her awake at night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to make the complex simple and the painful bearable.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to protect her from the thunder and lightning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to teach her that family is more important than work.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1366831081</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1366831081</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 12:02:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"More than anything I have learned that we are all frail people, vulnerable and wounded; it is just..."</title><description>“More than anything I have learned that we are all frail people, vulnerable and wounded; it is just that some of us are more clever at concealing it than others! And of course the great joke is that it is O.K. to be frail and wounded because that is the way the almighty transcendent God made people.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Sheila Cassidy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Healing After Loss: Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief by Martha Whitmore Hickman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1366804175</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1366804175</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 11:57:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>October 20</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been doing pretty good and having better days! Lately it seems like my memories of my dad are making me happy and remembering the good times, rather than getting sad because he is not here. I remember the times we went to baseball and other sports games. My dad was a huge Cincinnati Reds fan! We would always tease eachother because I like the Chicago Cubs. My dad took my brothers and I to a few Reds vs. Cubs games..those were really fun! I remember, how we always went to my grandmas for family gatherings where my dad and I would be on a team for euchre. We still get together as a family, but it&amp;#8217;s just not the same without my dad there. He was always laid back, and made everything more fun! I miss him so much! And I will never forget all the good times..x3 &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1358813968</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1358813968</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 09:57:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lak98d1nQe1qe60n7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1354376864</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1354376864</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 19:29:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Daughter Needs A Dad...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to teach her to believe that she deserves to be treated well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to teach her to accept the differences in others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to teach her to weigh the consequences of her actions and make decisions accordingly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so she will know what it is like to be somebody&amp;#8217;s favorite.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to tell her truthfully that she is the most beautiful of all.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1338149475</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1338149475</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Oct 2010 15:50:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"To read the works of others who have gone through grief is another way of keeping the process going,..."</title><description>“To read the works of others who have gone through grief is another way of keeping the process going, and of finding another understanding friend. When a writer describes for me how I am feeling, she or he becomes my friend; I am not alone. Somehow that person has achieved some peace with the pain, enough to write it down. Maybe I, too, will find my way through this.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Martha Whitmore Hickman&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Healing After Loss: Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief by Martha Whitmore Hickman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1313835490</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1313835490</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 12:47:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la8e94yBVv1qe60n7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1305927319</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1305927319</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2010 09:46:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>October 12</title><description>&lt;p&gt;These last two days have not been that good&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ve missed my dad a lot lately and really wish he was here to help me through some things that have been happening. Between my speeding ticket and problems with car and flat tire I&amp;#8217;ve really been wanting my dad to be there for me and help me..&amp;#8221;his baby girl&amp;#8221; as he always said.. I get sad when I need him and he is not here. I listened to one of my CDs today that my brothers and I always used to listen to with my dad when we were younger. It reminded me of him and how fun those car rides were when we rocked out to the music. I had a good cry today and that always helps to let me emotions out. Tomorrow will be a better day.. x3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1300480381</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1300480381</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 16:05:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Daughter Needs A Dad...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;who does not mind when she steps on his shoes while dancing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will always make sure she has a place to come  home to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will never think she is too old to need him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to make the family whole and complete.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will not punish her for her mistakes, but help her learn from them.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1294021826</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1294021826</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 18:00:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"When she came through the door of the children’s room she could feel his presence as strongly..."</title><description>“When she came through the door of the children’s room she could feel his presence as strongly throughout the room as if she had opened a furnace door; the presence of his strength, of virility, of helplessness, and of pure calm.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;-James Agee&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Healing After Loss: Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief by Martha Whitmore Hickman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1258949957</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1258949957</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 20:29:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Daughter Needs A Dad...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to learn that when he says it will be okay soon, it will.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will make sacrifices so she will not have to sacrifice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to teach her that her value as a person is more than the way she looks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will laugh at her at all the right times.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who will always have time to give her hugs and kisses.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1257257495</link><guid>http://megmcmahon.tumblr.com/post/1257257495</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 15:58:57 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
