Saturday, June 11, 2022
/public-file/1207/Ultra/530ab3d5-6cff-4b62-8d7f-a63da03e7271.jpg
/public-file/1208/Ultra/c1791b1f-273f-41ee-a838-760a7782cceb.jpg
/public-file/1209/Ultra/88b2bcee-4b45-41ca-918c-e35e12339ac7.jpg
Dad, I will never say that you didn’t give me anything!
You gave Mom, Angela, Cynthia and me so much, which helped each of us become who we are today!
Sure, we navigated through some really hard times, when we didn’t see eye to eye, which usually led to deepening our relationship and a better understanding of each other.
However, there was never any question in my mind and heart how much you loved me and all of us and I believe you always knew how much we loved and adored you too.
As an old childhood friend affirmed this week, crashing into the reality of a parent’s death can feel excruciating and I find comfort in knowing that the gifts that you gave each of us, your beloved family and friends, will help us never to give up on love and life, as you didn’t, even when it was hard, especially when it was hard.
We can do hard things and we will, one next right thing at a time.
If and when we might feel any regrets, and wonder, “what if?” we will try to remind ourselves that “we make the best decisions we can, with the information we have at the time.”
We can continue to communicate, even if it feels more one-sided at times. After 48 years of being your daughter, as I continue to crash into the reality of your death, I know that I can continue our conversations and take it from there.
Love you Dad till we meet again. xoxo
