Morning sweetie...

She was talking to her dad and he was talking about her mom's picture in the living room. How it feels like her eyes follow her around the room. A friend of his said the same thing happened to her when her husband died, and she had his picture in the living room. It made her so uncomfortable that she had to put the picture in another room. What did her dad say to this? It makes him feel like part of her is still there and he even finds himself saying "morning sweetie" sometimes. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she heard him say this. Talk about a sweetie. Her dad was the sweetest.....