Published January 28, 2010
This is my Dad who died exactly one year ago today. I can’t believe a whole year has passed since his death. It seems like yesterday. I was so happy when I found this photo recently on my SD card. It reminds me of my Dad and is exactly how I want to remember him- happy and healthy. He does not look sick from all of the chemotherapy he had to take for his non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. This photo was taken at The Little Write Gal’s 8th birthday party in August of 2008.
Everyone has told me that the pain of his loss will get better over time. I disagree, at least so far. It has been a year and the hole in my heart has not gotten smaller. Maybe what they meant was that I wouldn’t cry every day. The tears have stopped coming on a daily basis now, but there are days when I just can’t help crying. There is a day that doesn’t go by that I don’t think about him or wish he was here. I still can hear his voice in my head and I hope that never changes. Maybe this next year will be less painful. I hope so.
I know my Dad wouldn’t want our family to be sad. He would be amazed at my mother’s courage, and I know he is still proud of my sister and me. If your Dad is still living, please give him a hug for me today. Cherish the time you have together on this Earth. I can’t wait for the day I can see my Dad again when I get to heaven. I LOVE YOU DADDY! ♥
Published June 18, 2009
Tags: Father's Day
This is my favorite photo of me and my Dad. This Father’s Day is especially sad for me because it is my very first one without him. As you may remember, he died in January from complications from leukemia at age 66. I imagine every “first” holiday after you lose someone is difficult, and I can only hope that it gets better over time. I was supposed to lead the Children’s Sermon at church this Sunday, but I asked someone else to fill in for me. I am not sure I can get up in front of the church without crying. I know that I probably should be “moving on” but honestly his death has been extremely difficult for me to handle. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about him or wish that he was still with us. I know that he is in heaven and does not have to suffer any more but the “Daddy’s Girl” in me still wants him with me. I would give anything if he could just call me one more time on my cell phone and call me “Critty” or “Green Beans” which were the nicknames he used to call me. The “Green Beans” nickname came from when I was a baby and used to love to eat green beans (I still do).
I remember how my Dad cried on my wedding day, and when I told him that I was naming my daughter after his mother. In addition to loving his grandchildren he also loved his granddogs, Ashes and Maddie. When Ashes was 3 months old and broke his leg, my Dad rode with me all of the way to the 24 hour animal trauma hospital gently cradling the then 6 pound dog in his lap. We both cried the whole way there and most of the way home. That’s how my Dad was, very caring and sensitive.
If you are reading this post and your Dad is still with you, please take some time this Father’s Day and tell him how much he means to you. Time goes by so fast and only God knows how much time we have left on this Earth. I never thought my Dad would die while I was only in my 30s and my daughter wasn’t even out of elementary school yet. I am sure anyone who has ever lost a loved one knows exactly how I feel. Life is too short.
Happy Father’s Day. I love you Daddy!
Published April 10, 2009
Today would have been my Dad’s 67th birthday. It is so hard trying to live without him. He passed away in January from complications from leukemia. If you missed my post about his death you can read it here.
This is one of my favorite pictures of my parents. I love it so much. I know it’s a little early for Christmas, but this picture makes me smile every time I see it so I thought I would share.
Happy Birthday to a great man and an awesome Father!
Published February 4, 2009
My Dad , Wordless Wednesday
This is another one of my favorite “Daddy and Me” pictures. The Little Write Gal said that it looked like I had a duck bill on my head. I told her my bonnet was top 70’s fashion.
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Published February 2, 2009
My wonderful Dad passed away on January 28, 2009 from complications resulting from leukemia. He was 66 years old. I wanted to dedicate this post to him, the greatest father a girl could ever ask for. That little baby he is cradling in the picture is me at 9 weeks old. My Mom wrote a caption on the back which is very fitting- “Two Peas in a Pod.” That is how I will always remember him.
He was so proud any time someone commented that we looked alike (we did) and he always told me that looking at me was like “looking in a mirror.” I don’t think I will ever look at myself in a mirror again without thinking of him. I remember how proud he was of me the day of my college graduation, my wedding day, and the day my daughter was born. Those are memories I will treasure forever. He told me many times that my Mom was his “best friend” and that he loved his “girls” (my Mom, my sister, and me) more than anything. He was a loving grandfather to his three grandchildren who called him “Pop Pop.” Whenever I needed him he was always there. He used to call me “Green Beans” because he said that I loved them so much as a baby. He still called me that even now.
I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.
All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in Heaven at last.
I love you Daddy,