The day after Christmas, 2013, we took our first trip trip back to Skidaway Island State Park since losing Dad. This was a park my dad loved. He would walk out to the marsh to catch fiddler crabs for fishing.
It was a bitter sweet trip. We had fun, but it was sad.
We walked around downtown Savannah.
Met my college roomie and her family at the Green Truck Pub, listened to live music in City Market, walked around the farmers market....
....and we hiked out to the marsh.
While enjoying the sunshine we couldn't help but think Dad was watching over us.
We miss you and love you Dad!
