Missing Dad today.
The past few days have been hard.
No special days or celebrations to be sad about.
But you see... there is an emptiness.
An empty swing on the back porch.
We bought the swing when Dad and Mom moved in.
Dad could sit out there on that swing for hours...
No matter how hot it was outside.
He loved to bird-watch.
We would sit out there and sing songs...
He loved being outside.
I miss him.
We moved into this house a month before dad went into hospice.
Picked it because of the nice front porch that was almost always shaded.
That month he sat out on his chair and watched the cars go by...
He would have sat there all day long if we would have let him.
For the most part... we didn't let him :).
We had a great front porch growing up...
Schultz Street was awesome.
Dad would sit out there on that front porch all the time.
He would watch me practice my baton...
And yell at me when I would drop it ;).
We would play the "car game".
I'm sure every kid/grandkid knows what game I'm talking about.
He would sit out there with a grand baby on is lap and look for birdies.
I miss him.
The swing is still out there.
It's funny because the last couple of days...
I look out and it is swinging on it's own.
It has been windy here in Columbus.
It makes me take a double glance though.
And makes the tears fall every time.
I miss him.
He was so precious out on that swing.
So right now...
The rain is falling
And the tears are too.
Mom comes home from Arizona in 2 days.
The front porch will be hoppin' once again.
We will go to the store and buy flowers.
She will sit out on the back porch swing and chat on her cell phone.
Aunt Pat, Aunt Ruthie, Aunt Luella...
They have lots to talk about.
Mom loves the outdoors too...
I'm thankful for the time we get to have with her.
Let the "Punkie Party" begin :).
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Dad was born 86 years ago today.
The first day of Spring.
Doesn't feel like Dad's birthday.
Fitting...it doesn't feel like the first day of Spring either.
I guess I hadn't thought much about how this whole "Birthday" thing would play out.
Hadn't thought much about how this whole "Spring" thing would play out.
I knew Christmas was going to be hard because Dad loved it so much.
I just forgot about how much this time of year reminds me of him.
Spring was always all about Detroit.
We knew it was that time of year when Ernie Harwell was blaring on Dad's radio.
I loved it... Summer was coming!
And then there was the Pistons.
Never forget watching every one of their games with Dad in 1990.
He and I would take turns rocking Alyssa while we watched them become World Champs!
Spring also meant golf season was upon us.
I loved to go golfing with my dad.
Between the back and front 9... Dad would always get me a Mountain Dew and hotdog.
Best hotdogs ever!!!
I was thinking of how we could celebrate Dad today.
I would go out and buy a box of Ho-Hos, but they don't exist anymore :(.
Maybe a milkshake? Oh how he loved his milkshakes!
I think I will find me a way to get a great tasting hotdog and have a throw back Mountain Dew.
I will watch Abbot and Castillo "Who's on First?"
I will fill out my March Madness "Orv Wins" Bracket to best of my ability.
Sorry Dad... Michigan will NOT be in my final 4!
I really want to watch the video we played at his funeral... haven't seen it since then.
Tears will be shed... but I have to tell you, the deep sadness has lifted.
God has been gracious in that.
I do miss you Dad.
Our whole family misses you.
But... we wouldn't change the fact that you are celebrating your 1st of many birthdays with Jesus!
How cool is that?
Happy Birthday Dad!