Birth date: Feb 13, 1938 Death date: Mar 22, 2017
Paul Roger Simons, Jr., 79, of Sterling, VA, passed away Wednesday, March 22, 2017, at his home in Sterling, VA. He is the son of the late Paul Roger and Nellie (Tinney) Simons Roger served in the United States Air Force, prior t Read Obituary
I miss you, dad...every single day.
Happy Birthday in heaven, Dad. I know you have the rest and peace that you always wished for, but I selfishly wish we were celebrating with you at Cracker Barrel and listening to you tell offensive jokes.
I know that you know how much we all miss you. It’s days like today that make it much more difficult. There’s always something missing in each little celebration or event, today we are missing yours. I hope it’s a good one with all of your favorite things; football, fried flounder, lemon meringue pie and watching your beautiful granddaughters grow.
I love you, pops. Happy Birthday.🎈
I can't believe that it has been 6 months. In some ways it feels like forever ago and in others, it felt like 30 seconds ago.
It's not any getting easier, we are just figuring out our new normal, without you...but we still don't want to be. We miss you every single day.
God, how I wish that I could see you with Gracie now. She reminds us of you more and more. She is ornery, wild and funny as hell. She has an attitude, is stubborn, but loves her family. You should see her and Gabby together. Gracie goes nuts when she walks in the room and Gabby is the best big sister to her. It just doesn't fell right with you not being in the mix. Something is constantly missing.
Everything else if the same...I'm still a mess, mom is a mess and Brett is a mess. Griff misses you, We all do. I don't think that will ever change.
Thank you for the feathers. I found two tiny black and white ones at lunch and I feel like you were telling me that you are looking out for baby Zain and baby Remy. Although, I have a hard time understanding it all, it makes me feel better to know that you are with them.
I love you, pops. I hope you know that.
The Redskins won...but I you already knew that. When I told Gabz, she said "REALL?" LOL
We miss you, dad. You would have loved the reunion. It was nice to catch up with everyone, but we sure missed you guys.
I love you,
Traci
This week has been more difficult for some reason. The butterfly took our breath away. Mom needed that more than you know- well, maybe you do. I know every feather, butterfly, beautiful sunset, and bird is a "hello" from you and a reminder that you are in a better place, watching over us. I would give anything to hear your voice. I love you, dad. We ALL miss you SO much.
I just miss you today and every day. Everything is a mess. I could use one of you cynical phone calls where you tell me "effff em, they're no good anyway"
This is our first Father's Day without you and I know we never made a huge deal out of it, but I'd give anything to take you to Cracker Barrel, where the food is "ok" and listen to you bitch about dialysis.
You would love Gracie. She's ornery, mischievous and has a little evil grin when she looks you in the eyes and throws everything in her path on the floor. She looks just like you when she sticks her bottom jaw out.
Gabby is winning her Father's Day all-star tournament and we would love to call you to tell you what a bad ass she played like today.
Mom's a mess, Brett's a mess and I'm am even bigger mess than usual, but somehow I think you know that. We are hurting bad today and most other days, but this one's a doozy.
I love you, pops. Happy Father's Day. I miss you. Thank you for the feathers. It always makes my heart a little less heavy when I find them.
