Remembering my father on Fathers Day
It has taken me a long time to post this but I felt I had to today.... On March 25, 2012 a large light in my life was turned off. My father left on his last known journey into the beyond, just a month shy of his 75th birthday and a day after his 54th wedding anniversary. I knew, mentally, that this day would come, particularly as he began more frequent trips to the ER in the past couple of years due to certain health issues. But although I mentally prepared, it was in no way enough for what it really felt like, and continues to feel like. And more stunning in some ways is how he passed so soon after my wedding. I had hoped that he would be around longer to see me accomplish more things and perhaps even see his youngest grandchild if we decided to have one. But as I traveled across the country the day after he passed, I couldn't help but feel how selfish that hope might have been for my father in his condition. Yes I know he had many things he wanted to still do and be around