Sunday, January 13, 2008

the hardest day of the year... (1/13/09)

it's been 10 years today. ten years ago my dad passed. ten years. he wasn't perhaps the greatest dad but he was the only one we had. we loved him with all his faults. actually, his faults made us stonger, better people. he loved us and we knew it. everyday of his life, we knew we were loved. in ten years he's missed all 5 of his grandson's births, his son's wedding, his daughter's wedding... he's missed watching all the wonderful things we can now celebrate. of course, everything happens for a reason but what is the reason? i pray to learn the lesson everyday... what was the lesson? what it our lesson to learn? what i do know is that i miss him. i know he's in a better place; i know he is able to see us but it's not the same.

a phone call in the middle of the night, my brother's birthday spent planning a funeral, confusion of where, why, how... children who do not have a father anymore, children who will never know their grandfather. he's gone. he's always going to be gone.

lulu, the 60's pop singer, it's a joke... my dad always claimed to have dated her. i can't remember how many times we all watched "to sir, with love" with him. when the song came on the radio... lol, again, "i dated her." i don't think it's true. it doesn't even matter that it isn't. it was a story i'm sticking with...

Those schoolgirl days, of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind,I know they will still live on and on,
But how do you thank someone, who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
It isn't easy, but I'll try,
If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters,
That would soar a thousand feet high,
To Sir, with Love
The time has come,
For closing books and long last looks must end,
And as I leave,I know that I am leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong,
And weak from strong,That's a lot to learn,
What, what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start,
But I, would rather you let me give my heart,
To Sir, with Love







happy birthday robert... tomorrow... you'll be as old as dirt! i love ya!

2 comments:

Christine said...

having a father who has passed I know how difficult these days can be, hugs.

nancy_scraps said...

Thanks for the nice story Dori. Those anniversaries are hard. I hope writing about him made you feel a bit better today. ;-)