Dad and me... 2010
I hate to start out my very first blog talking about death, but hey, that's what's on my mind. I promise I'll do better if spring ever comes. My dad died on March 5th, 2013. It was kind of a shock, he has had a lot of health problems for many years but he always rallied back. This time, he took a fall, broke his hip, had surgery and was preparing to go to a rehab facility when he aspirated (hopefully in his sleep) and they could not save him. This all took place over four days. I'm not here to talk about all the sad stuff, instead I wanted to share a few things I learned. Next time that I go to a wake/visitation of someone that I knew, I will mention to the family members, a special memory, no matter how small, that I had of that person. I cannot say enough how heartening that was to me. I heard little stories about my dad that I had never heard before. Laughing at a wake IS allowed!
Dad and me...1958
Also, I will attend all wakes, if humanly possible, because it truly makes a difference. I was shocked at how many friends came for me and many I had not seen for a long time. It was incredibly uplifting and a great comfort. You might expect your best friends to be there, but the co-workers and "fringe" people made a huge difference.
Thank you, everyone who attended the wake, the funeral, sent flowers, donations, cards and prayers. I know my dad loved me but now I'm reminded how many others love me too.
Thank you, everyone who attended the wake, the funeral, sent flowers, donations, cards and prayers. I know my dad loved me but now I'm reminded how many others love me too.