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June 21, 2009 - I miss you, Dad!

I got off work at 1 PM, and rushed home to change clothes and drive over the mountain to have a joint Father's Day celebration and 4th birthday party for my youngest son at my mom's house.  I hadn't seen my kids since Thursday, so I was pretty anxious to see them.  As I was getting dressed, I pulled out one of my father's old t-shirts to wear.  My father died in a car accident on May 28, 2005, three weeks before my youngest son was born.  I wasn't ready for him to go - he was only 63 years old, and we were in the midst of reconnecting and getting to know one another again after some challenging years when my parents divorced.  At least I had the foresight, through my grief, to ask for his clothing.  There wasn't much, but I was able to find two t-shirts, one long sleeved and one short sleeved, that weren't too terribly big on me and that were in decent shape that I kept to wear on days like today.  The rest of the t-shirts, I cut apart to make a memory quilt for me and my family.  I completed it a year and a half ago, and presented it to my mother for Christmas - even though they had divorced and both remarried, they remained best of friends.  The plan was to allow the quilt to rotate among members of the family - we are so widespread - so that we all have a chance to use it and honor him.   It hasn't made it back to me yet, but my turn will come soon.  For today, I was happy just to wear his shirt.  I couldn't help but laugh when I arrived at my mother's and realized she was unwittingly wearing a pair of his old athletic shorts.  His spirit is with us still today, I believe.

 

Once at my mother's, we had a great time with tacos and cake and ice cream and presents and badminton. 

Seeing my brother on Father's Day, though, is a surreal experience for me.  He doesn't really look like my father, but his mannerisms, his walk, his gestures, his laugh, they are identical.  It is like seeing a 30 year old version of my father, and I spent a lot of time today choking back tears.  I miss you, Dad.  Happy Father's Day!

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June 21, 2009 - <i>Untitled Comment</i>

Posted by MaryMM
Oh, Erin, you made me tear up. I miss my Daddy, yes I will always think of him as Daddy, and have thought about him all day. He is the one who taught me what unconditional love means and how to laugh. As an adult, I would take a six pack over and sit with him on a couple of old stumps out back and he would let me talk whatever problems I had out. Thanks for sharing your Father with us. And a big Happy Birthday to your son. They grow too fast!!!! Mary

Edited by MaryMM on June 21, 2009 at 8:17 PM
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June 22, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Anonymous
Thank you for sharing about your Dad and your brother. All the best to your family and especially to your beautiful sons!!

Angela
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June 22, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Countryquilter
Our parents leave an indelible mark on our lives. I thought of my dad, too. He would be 105 next month. He lived to be 97 and was a sweet, wonderful man. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Rhoda
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June 22, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Jayces
Bless you, you've got a wonderful head on your shoulders and have surrounded yourself with family and friends that mean so much. Holidays can be hard on each of us at some time or another for so many reasons and it is sad and sometimes heartwrenching. At least you seem to have mended some fences and were able to enjoy that time.

Edited by Jayces on June 22, 2009 at 6:58 AM
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