One Day At A Time

It seems hard to believe that my Dad has been gone for three weeks.  I miss him more than words can describe.  I am taking one day at a time with some being more difficult than others.  At times it seems as though it were all a dream --- that it didn't really happen at all.  That when I go to my parents home, I will find my Dad just where he always was--- sitting in his favorite chair reading or watching TV.    

After my Dad's funeral, Alex suggested that we go away somewhere for a night.  Just to unwind and relax a bit.  It has been some time since we went away together just the two of us so we began searching the web to find the perfect place---not too far away but somewhere fun and different.  We decided that Berlin Ohio would be perfect. About 2 1/2 hours from home a small town filled with Amish charm.  We stayed at a wonderful inn called "The Inn at Honey Run".  It was set right in the middle of a beautiful forest.  My Dad would have loved this inn.

The property of the inn was just beautiful.  Little ponds and wood chip covered trails for guests to admire and explore.  And our room was just as lovely.

My favorite part of our room was the floor to ceiling windows in the corner.  We you reclined in those comfortable chairs it felt like you were right out in the forest.  All types of birds flew by and there was even a little bird building a nest in the tree right outside of the window.

Here is the view from our window...

(close up of the creek at the base of the hill)

(close up of the farm across the way)

When we were not relaxing in our room there was a wonderful great room for us to use.

 The little town of Berlin was as cute as could be----filled with wonderful little shops. So we did a little shopping......

My favorite shop was called Millers Dry Goods.  Just look at these photos and you will see why...

 After shopping we did a little eating....

and then a little sight seeing....





We really had a wonderful time.  It was just what I needed. 

So I will continue to take things day by day knowing that time will ease my sadness but never erase the memories of my Dad.