We buried my father yesterday and moved from what was into what is and what will be. As the oldest, handsomest, humblest and only son I tried my best to find the essence of the man I called dad so that I could share it with people. I did so knowing it was an impossible… Continue reading The Essence Of A Man
Month: July 2018
Don’t Hit It Harder
I never struggle to find words to put on a page or to share aloud, but I sometimes struggle to find the right words for the moments I face. We’re about four or five hours away from dad’s funeral which is why I am at the computer messing around with thoughts and ideas about what… Continue reading Don’t Hit It Harder
Notes On A Scrap Of Paper
I told dad the night before he died it was ok to stop fighting and promised to look after my mother and sisters. “I have got this dad. I’ll make it work.” That was around 10:30 PM, but 3:45 AM he was gone. It wasn’t the first time I had said it to him, probably… Continue reading Notes On A Scrap Of Paper
Even Pirates Have Feelings
Hanging out with Jimmy, softly singing along, smiling as I realize I am almost 10 years past. Seven miles away my father continues to prove the docs wrong, still here days after the docs said he wouldn’t make it through the night. On July 16 he and mom marked their 51st wedding anniversary and on… Continue reading Even Pirates Have Feelings
