Monday, April 28, 2014
In Memoriam~My Dad, My Hero
It is with a heavy heart I report my father passed away yesterday afternoon after a brief illness. Besides a few already scheduled blog posts, I will be absent for a bit.
He would have been 80 on Friday. "A life well lived, a man well loved"~
I am taking this rather hard as my dad was not only my father, but my hero and my friend. I am so glad I got to see him one last time and we could share our feelings.
Dad was a quiet man, a private man, who exuded a strength and vitality men half his age would envy. He was never sick, did not have any debilitating maladies that plague most people as they slide into their 60's and 70's.
He took care of himself, six feet in height, handsome and a believer in exercise and eating right. It paid off for decades. We thought he would live forever. We hoped. Alas, not to be.
I won't go into his brief illness. I don't want it to define him. I'd rather remember the man. Honorable and forthright, his innate sense of decency was coupled with his understated dignity. He stood tall. He loved deep. Loyal to friends and family, and to his beloved sports teams who he forged a lifetime bond with.
Dad was not perfect, he would be the first to say so. But regardless of any foibles, they paled in comparison to his compassionate nature. To say he will be missed is an understatement.
I don't regret much in my life, but I am sad I was not able to have children. I would have loved to been able to pass on Dad's best attributes and qualities to a child. Instead, I can look to my nephew. I can see dad in him now. I know my brother is instilling all dad taught us to his son.
The family will go on, my mother is strong and so is my younger sister. So will I be.
Be at peace, dad. Know you are loved and cherished. And thank you, for giving us the best years of our lives.