Coming out of the dark….
That is exactly how I feel. Our family has dealt with tragedy more than once. My nephew passed away in 2002 in a car wreck….my niece was murdered in 2005. But Sunday, November 15, 2009, my world crashed. My dad…my rock….the selfless man who took a 5 year old fishing at 4 a.m. and she didn’t care. She just wanted to be with her daddy, the man who took me to the hardware store, just to browse, and I never complained…just wanted to be with him. The man who fought death once in ‘99 and stayed around to watch his youngest daughter go on to have 3 children of her own in 2002, 2005 and 2007, so that he could enjoy being “Poppy” some more….He couldn’t fight back against the catastrophic stroke that hit him that day. It was so big, the neurologist said, that it looked like a worm in his neck. We were all with him until his heart stopped beating. It was quiet. It was what he would have wanted…to be let go in peace, with his dignity. It was the greatest gift we could have given him. He was 73. Would be turning 74 on Thursday, January 7th. Our grief is ongoing. My mom is strong because she has me, my older brother and sister to make sure she stays that way. :)
I’ve rambled I know….I just realize that I must take care of myself, too….and BS is my place for great advice, laughter and support. Everyone has been wonderful to me while I was absent, and I vow to be a great buddy and Element. Thanks for listening. (((hugs)))
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